Lydia Armageddon, Lisa Huo.
Russian Bastion: 'Our Place,'
The year 2173.
"That's all I got for boring old lady life! It's the same here, thinking of moving eventually," The speaker picked up Saffi's creaking chair from the other side of the phone. "Don't know where and don't know when."
"You let me know where you're going, I wouldn't know any places for you. Things are all the same everywhere." Lydia responded with her phone pinched between her head and shoulder as she buttoned up her ripped-up jeans.
"Well, enough from me!" Saffi shouted, her voice crackling through the connection flattering for a moment. Lydia tucked her black tank top into her pants. "What's new with you? Whatcha got going on?"
"Oh well, duh, nothing crazy. Just... y'know. Going through the motions." Lydia lied through her teeth, picking her phone up in her hands, and biting her lip.
Saffi let out a cackle. "So that's what's going on! Who's the lucky one?! Hmmm?"
"What makes you think that, Auntie?!"
"I said tell me, girl!"
Lydia waddled over to her mattress, turning around in circles.
"Well, she's pretty great, uh... she's funny, has a beautiful smile, and her hair is like silk-"
"HER NAME, BABY! NAME?!"
"LISA! God!" Lydia shouted back, and Saffi howled with laughter again, hearing her slam her desk, and her coffee cups rattled with her strike. "
"What do you and Lisa get up to, hm? Must be quite the girl to catch your eye."
"Oh, the stories I have for you. She's quite the journey if I'm totally honest."
"You ought to tell me some time with her."
That sentiment brought a smile to Lydia's face.
"She isn't perfect, don't get that wrong."
"Anyone worth it isn't perfect, perfection is boring. Don't ever trust someone perfect!"
"I know, Auntie. I know."
"Dah... I know you do, Muffin, you're growing up on me." Saffi said, sighing. "I don't like that shit."
Lydia pinched her phone between her shoulder and head again, lacing up her boots. "I won't ever be too old to call you, or to not be called Muffin."
"Good! Then when I'm old, I can pinch your cheeks when you're taller than me when I'm grey and slow?"
"You're pushing it."
Pushing through the tarp, she made her way to what the two of them called their living room. They bought a small couch, or rather found it and just put it in the center of the room, positioned so they could marvel at the artworks covering their walls.
"Okay, I gotta go soon Auntie."
"No worries, my girl," Saffi replied. "This is my favorite time. You got a date now or something?"
"Uh... Yeah!"
As Saffi asked that exact question, the door to their home clicked open, and Lisa walked in, still in her black kitchen uniform.
"Hi, Lydia!" She waved, walking over to her. "Who ya' on the phone with?"
"WAIT IS THAT HER?! LYDIA LET ME TALK TO HER!"
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