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*SIGH*
“Don’t jump. You have so much to live for.”
“Probably. I mean, I don’t know you very well.”
“Uhhhhhhhh.”
“Take a load off, Needles.”

SIX MONTHS EARLIER.
“You see that? She’s into you.”
“Because she smiled?”
“Ah, shitballs. No, because she smiled with teeth. Smile back.”
“I don’t know…”

“How is your diabetes doing?”
“It’s growing more powerful every day.”
BEEP!
“Aunt Jessica, is there a place I can set up my work?”

“If you had a whole robot arm, it’d be coolor.”
“Is one-forty good? Did you win something?”
“It’s supposed to be between seventy and one-thirty. Can you pull over?”