lonelynotforsaken | Deerington IC Inbox

[Martin's a little preoccupied with the walls bleeding and the giant fucking eyeball in the sky, so his mind doesn't immediately turn to romance.]

Oh, god, what's happened? Did you look at the sky? Are you hurt?

[ That should be a concern Glitch is having but right now he'd rather focus on this than the absolute horrors of the out doors. ]

I followed your advice to you know. Ask Hunk out after this hell month was over.

I ended up sending the fucking message to him and a million other people.

[This is so... incredibly unimportant. Martin is silent, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tries not to just... snap that. It's important to Glitch. Glitch tried to take his advice and things had gone wrong. There's a heavy sigh.]

I'm assuming this was a Fluid glitch? Mine's not working well. You're the first call that's come through this month.

...This was the fluid yeah.

It was literally the most embarrassing thing of my life.

And it's also the month from hell. So, that's great too.

[ There's a pause before Glitch slowly says; ]

I'm annoying you, aren't I?

[Yes.]

No, sorry. I'm just... I'm just tired. What did Hunk end up saying? It went to him as well, you said?

Uh. Yeah it did. He said no.

But, uh. Tired huh?

I.

Have you slept at all?

A little. Sasha has a little ghost friend that has this ability that puts you to sleep. I'm not sure it's a lot better than not sleeping. [Martin sighs.] But it's something.

I'm sorry it didn't go like you wanted. Was Hunk interested in being friends at all?

Uh. If you want you're welcome to crash in our weird tower library that showed up. It's been the best place to sleep in since this whole month started.

But, uh. Yeah, he said that at least.

I have a few people to take care of, but I appreciate that offer, Glitch. [He will make himself appreciate it, if he has to.]

And it's good you can be friends with Hunk. Sometimes, that can be even better than romance. Not always so tricky.

Right well. If you need anything let us know. I'm already doing scavenging runs anyways.

[ Regardless, he says; ]

Yeah. Suppose so.

...well...

Anyways I'm gonna let you be.

Thank you, Glitch. I'll talk to you later.

[Martin knows he should be... more sociable. But he's just so incredibly not interested in pretending right now.]

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