And the world was never the same...again.

Budapest.

How will you remember it?

It might even work if she can keep her temper.

Slowly but surely, she's pulling him back into the world.
Whether he wants her to or not.
But isn't that what sisters are for?

Don't say that.

It only makes you sound crazy.

He is angry.

He is furious.
He is enraged.
He has had it.

No, he is not Dot Warner.
But the sentiment still stands.

(There's also nothing he can do.)

Because that really makes me want to shop.

It doesn't matter that you put a techno beat to it,
In the end, it's still a song about kids killing kids for entertainment.

I've over thought this again, haven't I?

If the goggles rest above, or on, the brim of the top hat, how do you pull them down without either bending, and potentially damaging, the brim, or having to take off the hat?

That's what it always felt like anyway.

Super Soaker "The Thin Wet Line" from COWORKERS on Vimeo.

Why doesn't this memory feel like it's mine?

Because it's not, dear.
Not completely.

I thought you were gone.

Apparently you had one more stop to make.
(And a little more trouble to cause.)

So close. So close.

If we can fit these two people in,
I think we'll have everyone we need.
If we can fit them in.

Your attention, please.

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