"Why did you always leave me?!" Flora shrieked as she confronted the Professor and Luke.
She stares, her teeth grit. Always, always they'd left her behind. And now they were gone.
Wiping a tear from her eye, she stood up. "Just one, that's all. Just one." she was thinking. Flora headed to her medicine cabinet, took out her "happy pills", and shook one into her hand.
Antidepressants, always the antidepressants. They didn't leave her, no. They'd never leave her. They were a constant.
Such a lovely constant. Like a friend, a love, someone other than herself. The pill slid down her throat, and even though she knew it would be a while before
Good-day. My name's Dimitri Allen. I've a doctorate in Physics, a degree in Polydimensional Physics. --Though, I'm not in any sort of work, anymore, what's good telling you my degrees? Feel free to talk- I'll beg, however, for my sake and yours, tread lightly.
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"--Honestly, I don't remember the last time I've built anything of substance." "Other than IKEA furniture-- Clive broke an end table, a few weeks ago, so we had to replace it."
"Well, that's just a shame, isn't it? Not that IKEA furniture can be tricky to build but still." "Maybe you should try and pick it up again? It's maybe better stay away from anything related to time travelling tho--"
"We don't talk about time-traveling machines in this house." "I could, but I have other things to do- research, reading." "Building isn't needed until-- well." "Something needs to be built."
but i thought the deal was you decorate the bottom and i decorate the top i can pick you up if you need but if we get any smaller trees they look weird in the house we need tall trees for a tall house