2020-10-08 - Asking for a Friend.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : If you find out someone is alive, but you didn't actually know they were dead, is that negligence? Asking for a friend.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Not really. If you get eaten by the veil but spit out does it mean it's allergic to you?

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Just means you taste like shit.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : I could have told them that if they just asked.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Did you get eaten by the Veil? No one tells me anything. Did you hear Kevin works for the NSA?

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Really? Or is the gh version of fake news where I killed Clint Eastwood? (ps I didn't kill Clint Eastwood)

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : You ever try telling someone that something tastes like shit? Because I know that every time I do, Lark still licks it to find out for sure.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Kevin will be glad to know that I didn't find any more zombie easter bunnies in the veil, so he's safe on that account. And Lark sounds like my kind of people.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : She old enough for a bb gun or jello shots yet?

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Pretty sure he'd happily take some zombie easter bunnies.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Aren't you like a marine or something? Can't you teach her how to gut a man?

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : I assumed she already had a knife, if not we can start there. She's probably good height for debilitating groin strikes

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Baby steps. Good idea. I'll set up some play dates.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : But first we need a play date.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Did that sound wrong? That reads weird now that I've sent it.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Fine but I also need a play date with Kevin so I can teach him how to shoot a gun, in case of more zombunnies

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : I'll add it to his calendar.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : I'm half a jug into golden mead, i can't read subtext and text is iffy

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Golden mead? What are you a viking? A monk?

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Not picky, and when people bring booze. I drink the booze.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : I'll bring you booze. I've got some stuff lying around, and since you're not picky...

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Sounds good. You ok? no one's seen you around?

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Shit happened in June. I can't talk about it over texts. Kevin's being followed by the NSA.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Huh. For real followed?

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Fuck if I actually know. Everyone's discounting all this History Revised shit like it's some big joke but I don't take anything that seems benign at face value.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Has he asked for a revision? That's a possibility? But I get not trusting that either. Rolling the dice with your identity sucks.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Last time we went poking around veil beings Kevin and I ended up in debt to the Collector, and I'm pretty sure that that's coming back around to fuck us over at some point. Besides Kevin is probably being tracked by the NSA so maybe some of this false history has grains of truth to it.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : NSAs no joke tho. Granted someone else rolled 'rapist' for their backstory so I don't really blame him for requesting a change.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Maybe I can ask Kevin to go reroll and see what happens.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Unfortunately for him former rich prick who got his leg blown off in Afghanistan and is now a drunk is taken... I'm sure he'll be sad to know that.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : I hate these games, man. My dad always said you keep your head down in this town. I'm not even sure the dream songs I've taught Lark are going to help her. It isn't the same as when I was a kid.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : I'm sure he'll be super sad to know that but don't go trying to live the revised life.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Dream songs? And i'm good, I mean being implicated in Clint Eastwood's death isn't great but eh, I've had worse said.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : Something dad taught Levi and I and his parents taught him. Dad always said it helped getting dragged into Dreams. It's probably all bullshit but it helps her fall asleep. She's always been able to see things. I worry about her.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : That's rough. I imagine that's hard on both you.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : I don't know. Lark doesn't seem bothered. I'm freaked out but she's cool as a fridgerated cucumber.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Tough girl, that's good.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : She's going to take over the world.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : You good with me stopping by tomorrow? I'll bring Doritos.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : Yea stop by whenever. Technically I'm recuperating

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : OK I'll bring you some apples too.

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : I hear rumors they are healthy.

(TXT to Magnolia) Easton : more rumors

(TXT to Easton) Magnolia : disgusting. See you tomorrow.