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Hmhm, very much so. ( She is light, at least. A faint electrical pluse to her skin. She clings to him far too tight, however. She hasn't exactly done this before. )

Both seem rather. . . intimate. You are okay with this ?

And this flying thing. . . Do, I, Uh, just like. . . Hang off you ? Try not to fall ?

That is it ! ( She hands him the crumbled up letter, the location written at the bottmon. ) It is a small snow town. Mostly a stop- by for hikers. I belong to a Miss and Mr Järvinen.

Yay. Friendship. ( She saids this very. . . Coldly. But the way she claps her hands seems to suggeest actually joy. ) Okay, so turns out I was born somewhere called. . . . Viiiiin. . . Land ?

id flick my cigarette in his face

Yes, i've known for time. I do have acesses to most secure files within the company, I was always just. . . Too scared to look. But I think I can do it. Even if I don't talk to them, I can see that they are okay.

( She fiddles in her pockets of an oversized jacket, pulling out a crumbled letter. ) The GDA get's letters from my. . . Parents. Sometimes. I mean, a lot of it is blacked out before they gwt to me but. . . I found out where they're sent from. I can see them.

[ looks around quickly ] yeah i get it . [ loud clap . ]

dap me up

i never listen to anyone 🚬

my therapist says i need to choose kindness

You can fly, yes ? I need to go somewhere, and I can't ask Cecil.

So you are getting turned on?

( bites the air near his fingers ) I’m not trying to turn you on

No! ( chewing on his arm and shaking it like a dog )