TG: hey
TG: ...
TG: hello?
EB: hey.
TG: so....now what?
EB: im not sure what you mean :B
TG: ...
TG: okay...
TG: well im hungry
TG: i havent aten in......
TG: yesterday
EB: well why not go eat something?
EB: are you alright?
TG: cause...
TG: im fine...
EB: you dont seem fine.
EB: something seems off.
TG: *crosses legs*
TG: im fine
TG: ...
TG: i rather not eat
EB: *raises eyebrow.* you really dont seem fine though.
EB: why not?
TG: ...right now...
TG: im fine
TG: just....
TG: fine...
EB: dave? whats wrong?
EB: your freaking me out a bit.
TG: nothing is
TG: im fine...
EB: but you always want to eat.
TG: perfectly fine
EB: and you sound weird.
EB: *walks closer.* dave, are you sure nothings wrong?
TG: quick spell ovbious
TG: *obvious
TG: fuck
TG: yes
TG: im fine
TG: john
EB: o-b-v-i-o-u-s now whats wrong?
TG: nothing
TG: ...
EB: dave please if somethings bothering you you can tell me you know.
TG: cheezits....damnit
EB: waht?
EB: *what?
TG: heh
TG: nothing
TG: ...
TG: nothing
TG: ...
TG: wait...
TG: 4 ice creams.....1....1 day...13 babies....2 adults......
EB: what?
EB: what are you talking about?
TG: 7 breakups....999 666s...
TG: wha-what?
TG: sorry
TG: just this thing
TG: ...
EB: whats going on? *looks a little freaked.*
TG: can i...no...nm...
TG: hmm...
TG: what if....
TG: ah
TG: *pokes john in the eyelid*
EB: ow! *john stumbles back holding his eye*
EB: what the hell did you do that for?
TG: ...
TG: things...*he says nervously*
EB: ok there is deffinately something wrong with you.
TG: no
TG: no
TG: no
EB: *stands ground looking terrified. steps forward a bit.*
EB: yes
EB: yes
EB: yes.
EB: there is something wrong.
TG: forty......forty.....forty five?
TG: forty seven?
TG: or....something fourteen?
TG: ugh....
TG: dammit
TG: 5 times john
TG: 5
TG: times
EB: what?
TG: ...
TG: what?
EB: you keep listing of numbers and words.
EB: whats going on!
TG: im guessing you dont like tic-tac-toe?
EB: what?
TG: er....
TG: wait...
TG: fuck
TG: you know what nm
EB: what does this have to do with tic-tac-toe?
TG: i cant take....five...four...three....
TG: twenty?
TG: *sits down*
TG: 19
TG: 19
TG: thats what...
TG: mmmkay
EB: *john sits down in front of dave.*
EB: shoosh for a second.
TG: what do you do when your nervous?
EB: i bite my lip no shoosh for a sec.
EB: *now
TG: *bites lip*
EB: i want you to think really carefully.
TG: mmhmm
EB: is something wrong. and answer honestly. *puts his hands on daves shoulders*
TG: um...yes....
EB: now, answer this honestly, what is it?
TG: i....think that i.....uhm...i..that..um...i might....
TG: maybe...
TG: sort of...sorta..kinda...
TG: uhmmm..mmmm....uhh...
TG: that...
EB: yes? *looks worried*
TG: i...
TG: this is gonna be weird...but....
EB: its ok, what is it?
TG: *takes deep breath* ilikeyoubutyoumightnotlikemebackbecauseimanidiotandyourenothomolikeyoualwayssaybutidontknowwhatelsetodonowbecauseimnervoussowhatdoidonow?
TG: ...
TG: bye
turntechGodhead [TG] disconnected.
