Re: facetime:connie/patrick
I'll pass. I'm on a chick sabbatical. I might even become a nun. Not a priest or a monk, but a nun. I could rock a habit.
[But the thing on the bed makes him forget all about his chick sabbatical, and the hesitation makes it damn clear he doesn't want to touch this thing. Patrick's good at having steady hands, but the hand that reaches out for the weird ball of metal isn't steady. But he grabs the thing, and he's going to hold it closer to the camera for her, but the shit snaps open, like it's some curled up metal creature or something, and he drops it on the mattress, where it stays unfurled.] Fuck. [He takes a step back.] Con?