fading voices [ the SEQUEL to little talks ]

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these masks we have, all made up with stars.



me: you're a good driver.

abby: not really, you're just an awful one.

me: truth.

abby: you just slide all over the road, like an idiot.

me: i'm glad you've noticed.

abby: i like driving. it's calming.

me: you were nervous?

abby: i have anxiety.

me: oh. like, diagnosed?

abby: yeah.

me: never would've guess, abs. 

abby: not many do, aha!

me: i have a dead twin brother.

abby: ...

me: ...

abby: really?

me: yeah. you're the first person i've told upfront.

abby: does this have something to do with the fact that nina won't speak to you?

me: a bit.

abby: we can talk about it later, if you want.

me: ...

abby: let's agree to focus on the now as much as we can. alright? i'm here with you, man.

me: you're my favorite.

abby: not really, but that's okay.

me: should we get pokemon x or y?

abby: there you are.

me: here we are. it looks busy inside.

abby: take my hand, cooper. we'll sprint across for it.

me: let's run.