talking to you feels like sticking my fingers into the enclosure of a beast who allows me to live simply because it has not yet registered me as viable prey.

but one day it will strike
and i'll look down to find my hand removed at the wrist

heartwarming: this deer still gets thrown around the old fashioned way...?

( * Suddenly really self conscious, for some reason. )

uh. i mean, yeah.
sure. i've got, um...

... berdly showed me some cool stick figure animations a few months back. you can watch those instead, i guess.

blusie.

( This is, of course, said entirely jokingly. But being that you are you And Nobody Else, it probably comes off as a little creepy. )

im gonna put on cocomelon
you get dancing fruits with weezer playing in the background

hehe........

you're asking me to take care of you like a little virtual pet
what was that one game you used to play all the time

catz 2 or something??
you're one of those.

you're my cat now. my little pet.

.

that sounds really uh,
isolating. i guess. if i had to put a word to it.

can you go to other computers, or...?
i think i would feel really bad if you were just, like.
stuck on my shitty ass windows XP desktop for eternity

d'you want me to change the wallpaper or something
i can take requests

okay
new topic that scares me less than that

if i placed you in the middle of a bunch of windows tabs and had them form a little enclosure could you escape or would you be trapped and at my mercy