'Hello?' 'Yeah I'm in the kitchen making a sandwich, want one?' 'You're making a sandwich?' 'Buttering the bread with a big. Sharp. Knife!' 'Oh god!' 'Chicken or cheesy?' 'chicken, definitely chicken' 'yeah? Could have sworn your mother said you were vegetarian!' 'My, my mother? Er...what?' 'You okay mate? Think you might have been watching too many of those horror films maybe?'
'Fraidy Cat. Am wearing the mask because I've got that RSV virus, that is like a cold but is something different, and it's contagious. I'm protecting you *points knife at you for emphasis* and don't you forget it.
You catch me when I'm tired and defences are low *pout*
*runs from house wailing* 'What, what is it?' 'Man mask! knife! our house!' 'Oh dear' 'Oh dear? OH DEAR! PHONE THE POLICE' 'Hang on I'll grab my coat' 'COAT? YOU CAN'T GO OVER THERE, you're pretty and blond, that never ends well!' 'Stop shouting at me. It's my son, you remember him? he's back from college. Told him to bin that damn mask but he's got a spot on his chin. You'd swear it was hazmat time' 'But' 'Breath love, he might be crazy but he's not dangerous.' 'Knife?' 'Our powers gone out, your mpther said he could make some sandwiches to tide us over' 'Oh'
'So. Any how about that sandwich?' 'How about you loose the mask?' ''k' 'and the knife' 'must I?' 'YES' ''k' 'If you survive the plague, don't get arrested, and don't die and become a zombie or vengeful ghost, then you can ask me again' 'So it's okay if I get bitten on my way home and become a Vampire?' 'Vampires don't like sandwiches' 'Boring of them, I make good sandwiches.' 'Just stay away from Charis and you should be fine' 'What about, the plunnied one?' 'Shhhhh I hear she's gone to bed now!'
HAHAHAHAHAHA The Plunnied One .... 3rd person self description. Sleep writing. I've never heard of that before. Could be scary to wake up and read what you don't remember writing.
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'Hello?'
'Yeah I'm in the kitchen making a sandwich, want one?'
'You're making a sandwich?'
'Buttering the bread with a big. Sharp. Knife!'
'Oh god!'
'Chicken or cheesy?'
'chicken, definitely chicken'
'yeah? Could have sworn your mother said you were vegetarian!'
'My, my mother? Er...what?'
'You okay mate? Think you might have been watching too many of those horror films maybe?'
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'Fraidy Cat. Am wearing the mask because I've got that RSV virus, that is like a cold but is something different, and it's contagious. I'm protecting you *points knife at you for emphasis* and don't you forget it.
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*runs from house wailing*
'What, what is it?'
'Man mask! knife! our house!'
'Oh dear'
'Oh dear? OH DEAR! PHONE THE POLICE'
'Hang on I'll grab my coat'
'COAT? YOU CAN'T GO OVER THERE, you're pretty and blond, that never ends well!'
'Stop shouting at me. It's my son, you remember him? he's back from college. Told him to bin that damn mask but he's got a spot on his chin. You'd swear it was hazmat time'
'But'
'Breath love, he might be crazy but he's not dangerous.'
'Knife?'
'Our powers gone out, your mpther said he could make some sandwiches to tide us over'
'Oh'
'So. Any how about that sandwich?'
'How about you loose the mask?'
''k'
'and the knife'
'must I?'
'YES'
''k'
'If you survive the plague, don't get arrested, and don't die and become a zombie or vengeful ghost, then you can ask me again'
'So it's okay if I get bitten on my way home and become a Vampire?'
'Vampires don't like sandwiches'
'Boring of them, I make good sandwiches.'
'Just stay away from Charis and you should be fine'
'What about, the plunnied one?'
'Shhhhh I hear she's gone to bed now!'
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The Plunnied One .... 3rd person self description. Sleep writing. I've never heard of that before. Could be scary to wake up and read what you don't remember writing.
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