Hey, 10k. I don't think we've officially met. I'm Dana. Wanda's friend. Well, friend and roommate, technically. I live in that house with her.
Anyway, I thought you might want to know that she's back. Alive. Alive and back. Apparently, dying in this place gives you some pretty bad flu symptoms, so she's been resting at home, but
To tell you the truth, I'm a little worried about her. She hasn't come out much, and I know she's not alone because she has the cat in there with her, but I think a visit from a friend might cheer her up. A friend who isn't me, that is. Not that she's sick of seeing my face, because she'd never say it even if she was. Just sick in general. You know what I mean.
Okay, this is too long already so if you've skipped to the end first: hi. Wanda's home, if you want to stop by.
[Fun fact: a cat will eat a dead body. One of many thoughts that cross his mind at a text from roommate Dana, not business casual Dana.
He both appreciates and dislikes phones. On the one hand, they tempt him to make that call to Wanda he has yet to go through with, because what can anyone say into a speaker about a world that both profits on and exploits death? And on the other hand, a text means he gets the message quickly and can let the relief seep in.]
How long has she been there?
[Sorry, Dana, it's not you. He runs out of disc space for wordiness when there's a lot of internal processing happening.]
[That's him, Mr. Fun Trivia, here to lighten up the deaths of mutual acquaintances.]
Thanks for messaging me. I went to your house before, but I didn't knock. Didn't know if I should.
[That is, if he should knock and officially meet Dana by asking if her dead friend isn't so dead anymore. Hard to say if that would've been an easier or harder conversation than this.]
I can come over if you think she'd be all right with me being there. [He wrestles with whether to add what comes next.] Did you see her on the TV?
[Because if she had it might explain, in part, why Wanda might not be bouncing back up after the slow and painful way she went down.]
[ everyone's got to play their part in this town, right? ]
Well, if you knocked this time, chances are at least one of us would answer. Maybe don't ring the doorbell. I'm trying to let her sleep as long as she can.
I think she'd want to see you. [ not that she knows 10k from adam, but she's heard wanda speak about him enough times to have an understanding, if not a whole picture. ]
No. I was in there too, around the same time she was. I didn't find out what happened until I made it out.
[ by literally having a tree fall on her and having to be carried out by a willing friend, but she won't go into those details. ]
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Anyway, I thought you might want to know that she's back. Alive. Alive and back. Apparently, dying in this place gives you some pretty bad flu symptoms, so she's been resting at home, but
To tell you the truth, I'm a little worried about her. She hasn't come out much, and I know she's not alone because she has the cat in there with her, but I think a visit from a friend might cheer her up. A friend who isn't me, that is. Not that she's sick of seeing my face, because she'd never say it even if she was. Just sick in general. You know what I mean.
Okay, this is too long already so if you've skipped to the end first: hi. Wanda's home, if you want to stop by.
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He both appreciates and dislikes phones. On the one hand, they tempt him to make that call to Wanda he has yet to go through with, because what can anyone say into a speaker about a world that both profits on and exploits death? And on the other hand, a text means he gets the message quickly and can let the relief seep in.]
How long has she been there?
[Sorry, Dana, it's not you. He runs out of disc space for wordiness when there's a lot of internal processing happening.]
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It's been about a week. Long enough that I think her fever's broken and she should be up and at 'em, you know?
I don't want to rush her, but I feel like there's more to this that's keeping her down than just the sickness.
[ don't worry; she'll supply the wordiness for the both of them. ]
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Thanks for messaging me. I went to your house before, but I didn't knock. Didn't know if I should.
[That is, if he should knock and officially meet Dana by asking if her dead friend isn't so dead anymore. Hard to say if that would've been an easier or harder conversation than this.]
I can come over if you think she'd be all right with me being there. [He wrestles with whether to add what comes next.] Did you see her on the TV?
[Because if she had it might explain, in part, why Wanda might not be bouncing back up after the slow and painful way she went down.]
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Well, if you knocked this time, chances are at least one of us would answer. Maybe don't ring the doorbell. I'm trying to let her sleep as long as she can.
I think she'd want to see you. [ not that she knows 10k from adam, but she's heard wanda speak about him enough times to have an understanding, if not a whole picture. ]
No. I was in there too, around the same time she was. I didn't find out what happened until I made it out.
[ by literally having a tree fall on her and having to be carried out by a willing friend, but she won't go into those details. ]