32nd Note

[thewildone]

[Voice]

[Ahem. Voice clearing. This is an important announcement.]

Brian Slade.

[pause]

Wait, what? That's n--goddam fucking why the hell stupid hair--and I left. Me.  Wanting to possibly see him again isn't in the same league as--shit [sounds of kicking a chair, accidentally knocking over and breaking lamp] Oh, for--who am I even trying to kid?

[sigh]

So, yeah, okay, fair enough.

Comments

[thewildone]

Yeah, well, I'm not sure it's fair to count the faked assassination thing. Without that it was mostly a lot of shouting, just under slightly unusual circumstances. I've had other bad breakups it's just that this time it's been over a year and still seems to matter. But anyway, that's the story and probably the most detailed version I've ever told anyone.

[totallyinaband]

Well, thanks? I guess, man.

[Stephen isn't entirely sure the best way to respond. His always been more of a listener than a commentator. Instead he places a hand on Curt's shoulder.]

Did going back make it better or worse?

[thewildone]

[Curt is reassured by the physical contact. He not looking for a response--if he wanted someone with a lot to say he'd be talking to Campbell.]

I guess better. Back home I knew there was one person who understood without me having to say anything, and a lot of people who have pieces of the story and think that means they know something and I'd never tell any of them a damn thing more. Here I've lost the people who knew me best so...look, I'm just glad you put up with me talking about something that was important so it doesn't feel like someone else's life. I mean, I don't feel too good right now but I don't feel like doing anything unusually stupid either.

[totallyinaband]

It's no problem, man. I'm always here to listen if you need me.