Re: facetime:connie/patrick
[Breathing. Breathing is good. Patrick's a babbler naturally, but he's even worse when he's less than calm.] No, look, Con, you know I don't remember any weird stuff. I don't. I don't remember anything weird from when we were growing up. All right, so we were kind of strange, and Webster was weird, but nothing- [He groans, and he sits heavily on the bed. The thing he lets fall to the ground. It rolls back up in its slumbering little ball state, like it isn't a menace.] Okay, okay, so maybe I remember something about something like that. [Exhale.] Maybe. [Groan.] Shit, Con. It's going back into the box, and I'm putting it on a high shelf or something. [But he sounds unconvinced, even to his own ears.] It's trouble. It's trouble.