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text; 3:23 AM

[disharmonized]

i'm assuming you're awake. correct me if i'm wrong.

( if you correct me, you're lying. )

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[administration]

yes, i'm awake.
do you not have to sleep?

[disharmonized]

you know how people say "i'll sleep when i'm dead"?
not always the case.

[administration]

that's a concept i'm familiar with, yes. the concept and the inaccuracies of the concept.

[disharmonized]

do you have to sleep? or do you just do it during the day since there's not much else to do?

or is there stuff to do?

[administration]

we don't need to sleep as much as we used to, but it's also a convenient way of avoiding the sun.

around here? not enough.

[disharmonized]

but you still need to sleep. that's interesting.

you're telling me. what are all the insomniacs supposed to do in the middle of the night?

[administration]

can you imagine an eternity without sleep? [ ugh. ]

i don't know. how long do the bars stay open?

[ kind of sarcasm. kind of not. ]

[disharmonized]

i mean, yeah. kinda. sounds kinda like shit.

no idea. i don't drink.

[ because she can't, but that's not too important. ]

[administration]

that sounds apt to me.

[ there's a moment's pause as he tries to think of something else. ]

have you tried crosswords?

[ this has literally become his suggestion for everyone and he can't be bothered to care. ]

[disharmonized]

what's a two letter word for "negative, ghost rider"?

[administration]

"no"?

[disharmonized]

bingo.

anyway, where would i even find a crossword puzzle book at 3:30 in the morning?

[administration]

okay. crosswords would require a little pre-planning.
unless you could wander through a few walls in search of one?

[ he has no idea how the ghost thing works... ]

[disharmonized]

are you condoning trespassing and stealing?

[ to be honest, she's still figuring out how the ghost thing works herself... ]

[administration]

you haven't told me if that's even possible for you.
so, i guess, not yet.

[disharmonized]

i've never done it before, but i've never really had to.

[administration]

well, how desperate are you?

[disharmonized]

how desperate am i to get my wrists slapped for breaking and entering?

kinda desperate. not for the wrist slapping, that's weird.

[administration]

[ you're weird, violet. but he doesn't mind you. ]

i'd say the middle of the night is the ideal time.
not that i'm condoning it.

[disharmonized]

that was definitely you condoning it.

[administration]

i'm condoning practicing and honing your skills.
and no one said you had to steal the crosswords. you could borrow them.

[disharmonized]

dude, you can't borrow a crossword. once you fill in the boxes there's no point in giving it back to someone.

[administration]

i'm sure there are plenty of people in the city who would be more than happy to find a ghost had done their crosswords for them.

[disharmonized]

sure, except there's only like four people here who know what i am. so.