June Bug
she/her
twenty-seven
April 21
Mauville City
Bisexual
Delivery-Person
civilian
Swallow the Heart and Kill the Senses
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hypnogogia
POSTED ON Oct 8, 2024 5:43:50 GMT
“Yea, well– ah, you already know,” June sighed. How many times would they have this conversation? A million dollars didn’t disappear overnight, and she wasn’t about to ask for handouts. Thus, she worked. Besides, sitting at home made her think. And thinking brought bad times.
The less she thought, the better.
But the more the dream played out, the harder it was to do such a thing. Suddenly, Howard was talking to some strange girl. She thought there was a flash of bright light, but it was impossible to know. And maybe, just maybe, that was… no. Probably just her imagination.
“Different look, same guy,” she waved her hand. “Besides, you look close enough. Don’t stress it out too much– you heard the lady, right? Don’t fuck up the vision, or however it works.”
Ah, so this this where things went south. She– herself– looked pissed now.
“I shouldn’t have made that threat.”
“Then why do it?”
June raised an eyebrow. That felt important. While her copy droned on, she glanced towards the archeologist. “So you threatened me? That was it? What, you said you’d close my business or some shit? I can’t imagine anything that would…”
Oh. Oh no. Even current her, without a single clue as to the original event, felt her blood boil and heart pick up the pace further. A scowl, then a deep, deep breath. The encroaching TV static faded away. Damn dream technology.
“You threatened Matchstick, didn’t you?”
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