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Python:Kidding, by the way.

Python:What are you doing while you’re waiting to start work?

Me:Prepping for it, mostly.

Me:Or do you mean how am I contributing to society?

Me:Because the answer to that is napping.

Python:I miss naps so much. I regret not taking every single nap I was told to when I was a kid. If I could turn back time…

Me:IF I COULD FIND A WAY

Me:Cher break. Sorry, continue.

Python:You a Cher fan?

Me:I feel like I need to know if you’re going to judge me or not before I answer this.

Python:Of course I’m going to judge you.

Me:There’s that honesty…

Python:That wasn’t an answer.

Me:Remember how I told you I was kinda sorta sheltered?

Python:I believe “kinda sorta” is putting it lightly, but continue.

Me:We didn’t listen to “modern” music. Classics only.

Python:You’re shitting me.

Me:Nope.

Python:You poor, poor soul.

Me:Hey, it’s not bad when it’s all you have.

Me:So, yes, I’m a Cher fan. Don’t judge.

Python:You kidding me? I’d never judge. That woman has to be a goddamn vampire or some shit though. Doesn’t look like she’s aged a day.

Me:I’ve thought that myself a time or two.

Python:I knew I liked you for a reason.

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Me:Guess what I’m doing right now.

Python:That’s my line.

Python:But whatever it is, please tell me you’re doing it naked.

Me:No! Stop picturing me naked, Robbie!

Python:Um…no.

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