I don't have a very hard time picturing you lounging. Although I didn't really have a sofa but that's another issue entirely and I think I need to get one and-- Well, anyway.
It's not my sofa. I've been sleeping on it. ...every third day because Arthur put me on a sleep schedule.
I wouldn't really say that. Maybe I just have a good imagination.
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[She bites on her bottom lip, and then sighs. And switches to video.]
[...and she is indeed on a sofa, but it couldn't really be called lounging. Instead, she's sitting on the edge of it - rather boring looking thing that it is. The coffee table in front of her is covered in, of course, neatly stacked papers.]
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Did he tell you that!
[Wait, that's a stupid question.]
I mean... obviously he told you that. Does he tell you everything?
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That's going to take getting used to.
...well. I think you should tell me and then I can decide whether it's worth getting off this sofa to see.
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...
Perhaps you should let me see.
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It's not my sofa. I've been sleeping on it. ...every third day because Arthur put me on a sleep schedule.
...it's not a very interesting sofa.
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[ A pause. ]
...I still want to see you. With or without the sofa.
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[...]
[She bites on her bottom lip, and then sighs. And switches to video.]
[...and she is indeed on a sofa, but it couldn't really be called lounging. Instead, she's sitting on the edge of it - rather boring looking thing that it is. The coffee table in front of her is covered in, of course, neatly stacked papers.]
[She waves.]
One day I'll stop listening to you.
[But probably not today.]