>Gothitelle: "Hey babe, I'm back from the new Pokejob, how you doing?"
>Cheek Kisses
>Anon: "Hey, your back early! Its been okay, been busy organizing and updating some documents for work. Dinner should be ready in a few minutes, how was work?"
>Gothitelle: "It was stupid, why do people need psychic resistant cloth for simple clothing? Why not make some armor or something."
>Anon: "I... don't know, humans like clothes?"
>Gothitelle: "It pays well though, so its a worthwhile time sink. Though *we* don't have a lot of time left..."
>Anon: "Whats that suppo- !!! A-are you telling me I'm gonna die today?"
>Gothitelle: "..."
>Anon: "Gothitelle please don't do that, that will fuck up my whole week."
>Gothitelle: "It could be later, but who knows I could have just came home early for other reasons."
>Anon: "You know damn it, tell me!"
>Gothitelle: "So! What's for dinner?"
>Anon: "...fuck."
And that's why you never date the telepathic man/woman who knows exactly when you will die.
