Middle, a layered rarity of a woman
who determined that she couldn't be that unique, and decided to unfold
by pasting the naked-nonfiction of her life against self-preservation.
I could never allow silence
beyond the normal
“pause” effect, as that only allowed each player to stockpile
ammunition. As long as I could keep controlled flow, mindless chatter,
a sense of nothingness as my backdrop, I could digest the sour sarcasm
sprawled across Difficult’s face and the white-hot vague one-liners
springing from the Idiot induced airwaves. I could deal with each one
in more detail later while they pounded me with their ‘Be on my side!’
recruitment and ‘How could you not be on my side?!’ hostility.
Accidentally hanging up worked when Difficult
look away and my fingers were quick enough. However, I could only do
that so many times without looking like a complete fool. Despite
Difficult’s demeanor, she was still my boss. The loyalty decision would
have been simple if I wasn’t already suffering from this whole, well,
I asked him to repeat the codes that he needed.
Business as usual.
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