Page 179 of Filthy Feck

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DON’T LEAVE - MØ

Lodestar:Who are you talking to?

Conor:Brennan

Lodestar:What’s he want?

Conor:To know if I’m dead.

Lodestar:What did you tell him?

Conor:Lol.

Lodestar::P

Conor:Got a song for you.

Lodestar:Hmm?

Conor: “Don’t Leave” - MØ.

**Five minutes later**

Lodestar:There a message in those lyrics?

Conor:That’s why we’re sending each other songs, no?

Lodestar:Maybe.

Conor:Definitely.

Lodestar:I’m not going to leave.

Conor:You said that before.

Lodestar:I did. But I have to make up for shit now. Atonement. Remember?

Conor:It’s only atonement if you mean it. It can’t be forced.

Lodestar:I don’t WANT to leave.

Conor:Well, that’s good.

Lodestar:Just good?

Conor:Better than good.

Lodestar:You don’t have to work in there…

Conor:Figured you might need some space.

Lodestar:Maybe if you weren’t you.

Conor:I am me.

Lodestar:I know. That’s my point.

Conor:Do I have special privileges?

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