Catherine 'Kitty' Gilmore (duplicitat) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2016-10-02 00:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2019 [10] october, kitty gilmore, olivia jensen |
and my ears they're playing tricks on me
Who: Kitty Gilmore and Olivia Jensen
Where: Their respective quarantine rooms.
What: Talking, scheming and everything in between.
When: October 1st, 2019 - Early Afternoon.
KITTY: [there’s an inward sigh of relief when she hears Olivia pick up on the other end of the line.] Liv, hey. Firstly let me just say I'm so relieved you picked up, at least I think that means you're okay, right? [pauses.] secondly I totally have our argument written out and ready for critique. OLIVIA: Yup, still not a zombie and I'm guessing you aren't too. [she smiles, though, despite her tone.] Okay, let me hear it. KITTY: Oh no, I totally went zombie yesterday. I’m just a highly advanced zombie. [grins, her tone definitely teasing.] Alright. Keep in mind it’s a totally rough draft. [she clears her throat.] While Olivia and I were trying not to join the legion of the undead harassing Austin, we’ve come up with a proposal -- a birthday tradition proposal if you will. Now, we all clearly enjoyed the party that was thrown in Olivia and I’s honor, and well, we think something like that should become a tradition. And if you’re confused as to what should become the tradition I’m totally referencing hooking up, although the party itself was fun also. What better way to celebrate surviving another year in this madness, right? You know, carpe diem, seize the day, all that jazz. We should live life while we’ve still got life to live. Now, before you guys hastily make a decision just think about it for a moment and think about just how much fun it was. [pauses.] Okay, that’s it. Like I said, it’s totally a rough draft, but thoughts? OLIVIA: … I mean, it's a little long, but it gets the point across. KITTY: It's an argument Olivia, it's supposed to get our point across clearly, I don't think there's any rule about how long it is. If you can do it in less words, by all means I'd love to hear it. OLIVIA: Okay. [she's silent for a moment, thinking, before she speaks up again.] So, obviously we all had a great time at the last birthday party, and while Kitty and I were in quarantine, thinking about life and death and fate and whatever, we separately but jointly came to the conclusion that life isn't worth living if you aren't going to like…. Live it, you know? So since we're going to be celebrating Maizie's birthday soon maybe we could try it again, as long as everyone's cool and stuff. KITTY: [there’s a long pause before she answers.] Okay, sure, I guess that gets the point across too. OLIVIA: [she laughs, as cocky and confident as always. It's a nice change from the moroseness she's felt more often than not here.] I knew it! KITTY: [makes an exasperated noise and rolls her eyes, despite the fact that Olivia can't see her.] Are you seriously making this a competition? OLIVIA: What isn't? KITTY: Oh my god, Olivia! [laughs.] I should have known. Are you going to gloat further or can we continue? OLIVIA: I will happily gloat for as long as you'll let me, but I guess I'll chill. So we're agreed we're gonna use my argument? KITTY: Geez, thanks for cutting your gloating time short. [makes an amused noise.] Sure, whatever, we’ll use your argument. OLIVIA: Okay, awesome. [She laughs again.] I don't know if Maizie knows what she wants to do for her birthday but I'll ask next -- [She interrupts herself with a sneeze.] Time. KITTY: [all thoughts or conversation regarding their scheme are sidelined when Olivia sneezes.] Liv, are you sick? OLIVIA: [she sniffles, shaking her head despite the fact that Kitty can't see her.] I don't know. Maybe. KITTY: [she has to fight down the panic that is bubbling up inside of her.] You're sneezing and sniffling. Do the doctors know about this? OLIVIA: Of course they know. I wasn't about to lie to them. KITTY: [sighs] That’s not why I asked, Liv. I know you wouldn’t lie to them. [pauses.] I asked because I wanted to know if they’re concerned… OLIVIA: I don't know. [her tone and cadence are obviously defensive.] They weren't exactly sharing their feelings about it or anything. They don't really know what's going on, so. I guess it could be a couple of different things. KITTY: [is trying to mask the panic she feels bubbling up.] You weren’t bit so maybe it’s just a cold? [pauses.] Have they given you anything for it? OLIVIA: Yeah, a few things. But only on the ninth, like, when they did our checkups. [she pauses, then adds:] It can't be anything else but that. [but she doesn't sound as decisive as she usually does.] KITTY: You weren’t bit and you didn’t have any cuts that my blood could have gotten into, so it can’t be anything else. [she’s trying to sound more self-assured than she is about this.] It’s just a cold that came at the worst possible time ever. [pauses and chews her lower lip.] I know I’ve said this a million times, but I’m sorry you’re in here. OLIVIA: It's okay. [she takes a deep breath, then lets it out in one long exhale.] I wouldn't have it any other way. KITTY: I would. I hate that you’re in here and it’s not because I feel guilty, it’s because you’re one of my best friends. [sighs.] Like, I will forever be thankful that you saved me, but I wish they hadn’t forced you to stay in here too. [she paused.] Also, sorry about your car...if I make it out of here I’ll help you clean it. OLIVIA: You're one of my best friends too. So thanks… I mean, that's cool of you to offer. [she pauses again, thinking, before adding:] New topic, otherwise we're both just gonna get totally depressed, okay? [and so they continued on, keeping each other company as best as they could.] |