[There's the sound of a muffled hospital PA in the background, and the rumble of traffic. George is calling from a bench outside the trauma center, where he's basically been living for the past week.]
I got dumped, and the hospital actually won't let me work anymore hours so. What are your Christmas plans?
[And here Qubit had totally forgotten George had a girlfriend. Or didn't know in the first place. Something like that. He kind of recalls that mis-text from forever ago...]
Well - nothing fancy, just lending a hand at the local soup kitchen. But if you'd like to come with, I'm sure they wouldn't turn you down.
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[There's the sound of a muffled hospital PA in the background, and the rumble of traffic. George is calling from a bench outside the trauma center, where he's basically been living for the past week.]
I got dumped, and the hospital actually won't let me work anymore hours so. What are your Christmas plans?
voice;
Well - nothing fancy, just lending a hand at the local soup kitchen. But if you'd like to come with, I'm sure they wouldn't turn you down.
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[-don't want to be alone. It's his first Christmas as a dead man, and it's turning out exactly as depressing as he thought it would.]
I need to keep busy. And maybe we could finally grab a drink, or something.
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We could at that. I'm scheduled from four to eight in the evening, that ought to leave plenty of time afterward.