Heart shaped box
Thread Topic: Heart shaped box
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‘Good morning,’ Collins said with a smile, rubbing her eyes.
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Florence listened to the heart and hummed. "Collins?" Florence said. He wanted to ask something he'd thought about yesterday. It had popped into his mind this morning.
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‘Yes?’ Collins said, swinging her legs off the side of the bed to put on her shoes.
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"what would keep the creator from coming back?" Florence asked. His ears had flattened to the side of his head and he watched the heart play it's melody.
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Collins glanced at him. She put on her shoes and sat next to him on the floor, following his gaze to the heart. ‘Are you sure you want me to tell you?’ she asked. ‘I don’t want to upset you again.’
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"they're just reasons, it doesn't mean that whatever it is actually happened to the creator." Florence said. One of his hands fiddled with the lid of the box.
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‘OK,’ Collins said. She paused before saying, ‘I think… I think he’s dead, Florence.’
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"I just asked for reasons he might not come back. Don't make it sound so final!" Florence had unconsciously started shaking and his eyes had started watering. He didn't like the idea.
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‘But the party-‘ Collins said, trying to justify her point. ‘Nevermind. I’m sorry. Are you OK?’
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"I'm fine. There's no proof that he's dead, so therefore he'll come back. It's like... Screw dinger's cat." Florence said. He then mimicked a meow.
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‘Screw dinger’s cat?’ Collins questioned.
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"yeah, it was a thing where they couldn't decide whether a cat was okay or not because they didn't see it." Florence said. He once again mimicked a cat
Florence is actually talking about Schrodinger's cat, he just never learned how to pronounce Schrodinger)) -
(Right, thanks :] )
‘Oh,’ Collins said, nodding her head. ‘Makes sense. But… do you know why they were having that party, Florence?’ -
"no one would tell me anything about it." Florence said. His ears drooped and he knelt his head down. "They wouldn't even let me near the party, they just made me sit away from everyone and eat a dry sponge that they tried to convince me was a cake." It mimicked the sound of a crowded room
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‘That’s horrible,’ Collins said. She slipped off the bed and sat down next to him. ‘Especially at that kind of party. I’m sorry, Florence.’
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