2.5/ audio/ why don't we make something fun happen?

[dedikated]

( As Kate clears her throat to begin this Very Special Broadcast, she almost wishes Faith were here again. If anyone would appreciate what Kate is about to do, it would be her.

But she isn't. Sad days, man. )

Anyone lost their Playboy? Braille edition.

( Said as casually as you would ask about someone's birthday. She could make a guess at who it belongs to, but there's no point assuming that her neighbour is the only blind person in the city. Who would assume so crudely? )

Comments

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

Hey, don't judge. Some of us don't get many options on what can 'float our boats'.

[Though he's enjoying the fact that he knows Julie would rather not think about anyone or anything floating his boat. It means he isn't alone in feeling embarrassed about this whole situation right now.]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Snicker.]

Yeah, you've really got no idea how much I don't wanna hear about your boat-floating.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

I like being cuddled. I have needs.

[Rubbing it on thick just to make her more uncomfortable]

[redwinekindofgirl]

From the sounds of it, your 'needs' are between you and your hand. Well, hands.

[Now who's uncomfortable?]

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

My hands are good to me.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Just make sure you moisturise.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

It's nice to know you are so concerned about my, er, ...wellbeing.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Oh, you know me. I'm just too nice to not be concerned.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

I think it might be for the best that you let your concerns go elsewhere this time.

[Then with a snicker]

After all, you're a bit young to talk about the birds and the bees.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Oh, please. I lost my virginity when I was thirteen.

[Exactly how isn't something they need to go into over a public network.]

But sure, keep your concerns between you and your hand. I don't need to know.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

.....

[Long silence as Whistler has no idea how to respond to that]

....I, uh...I was 18.

[Yes. Swapping stories is the way to go? Yes? no??]

[redwinekindofgirl]

... You're not really gonna push this one, are you? You know you'll break before I do.

[She's grinning, behind the challenge. Making Whistler crumble is too easy when you know what buttons to press, and she feels like she has the privilege of knowing him well enough.]

I won't think less of you if you back down.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

[He hesitates before dropping his voice to almost a whisper]

....I don't want to.

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Julie drops her voice in turn.]

... I won't tell anyone, promise.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

No.

[He breathes out quietly]

I don't want to.

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Squint!]

Don't want to what..?

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

I don't...want to talk about that stuff.

[redwinekindofgirl]

[She snorts gently.]

That's okay. I'm not gonna force you to.

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

ok.

[His voice sounds smaller, none of the joking he had at the start]

We can talk about something else.

[redwinekindofgirl]

... Okay. That's okay. I've not... You're not upset with me, are you?

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

No. Nothing like that.

[redwinekindofgirl]

Okay... good. Hey, I'll catch you later, okay?

[whistlewhilstyouwork]

Look forward to it.