Entry tags:
homeless.
It was swell of you to say hello. (This is novel, isn't it? Is this what it's like to feel young?)
I would like to move out, though. I'm a little peckish.
Regards,
Mr. —
I would like to move out, though. I'm a little peckish.
Regards,
Mr. —

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no subject
[ Briefly, Mr. —'s hand finds his eyebrow, fingers fluttering there for an instant as though adjusting an invisible pair of glasses. He seems curious more than he does surprised. ] I can't say I've had this happen to me before.
I know this is ages late, ignore if you don't want to continue
[Cooper's head tilts at a curious angle, examining the other man, as if he can discern clues about his existence and identity from an identical face.]
Though I'd very much appreciate an explanation.