[voice]

[70ftandcounting]

Since...my hair is gone, Kloe mentioned teaching me some First Aid...I was wondering if there's more people out there that can help me with that, too.

Kloe...do you think maybe we could start tonight?

Comments

[yolonceler]

You -

[Ugh. He can't stay mad at Rapunzel. He can certainly be cautiously indifferent, though.]

- No. Don't be sorry. It's fine.

[70ftandcounting]

[Her voice has remarkably quieted.]

I didn't mean to bother you. [She didn't realize his reaction would be so...

This.]

[yolonceler]

You're not bothering me.

[He sounds thoroughly bothered.]

I just wasn't expecting magic hair.

[70ftandcounting]

You sound bothered.

[yolonceler]

I'm not bothered.

[What a mess. He shouldn't have said anything.]

[70ftandcounting]

. . .

Alright.

[yolonceler]

[W h a t a m e s s.]

I'm sorry.

[70ftandcounting]

You didn't do anything.

[yolonceler]

I may have overreacted. That's something.

[70ftandcounting]

I'm not angry.

[yolonceler]

Still sorry.

[70ftandcounting]

[She can't be upset at him. He's -- her friend.]

Forgiven.

[yolonceler]

... Really?

[What, he doesn't have to buy her a pearl necklace or anything?]

[70ftandcounting]

Of course.

[Silly Oncie.]

[yolonceler]

... Well all right, then.

[Is this how real people act? They don't demand compensation when he fucks up? Weird.]

[70ftandcounting]

...Are -- you busy?

[yolonceler]

Nnnope.

[He just lit a fresh cigar, but shh, Rapunzel doesn't need to know that.]

[70ftandcounting]

[DAMMIT.]

I have something for you.

[yolonceler]

[SHH HE CAN FINISH IT LATER.]

Uh, you do?

[70ftandcounting]

[You will get her angry face.]

Yes! Where are you?

[yolonceler]

... Inmyroom but there is smoke everywhere, so maybe we can meet somewhere else.

[70ftandcounting]

...Smoke? Again?

[SIGH.]

Alright. How about mine?

[yolonceler]

Yeeeah. Again.

[CAN'T STOP WON'T STOP]

Sounds good to me. What room?

[70ftandcounting]

[Audible sigh as she gives him the number.]

[yolonceler]

[CAN'T

STOP

WON'T

STOP]

Be there in a jiffy.

[And he is there, though in more than a jiffy. Don't worry, he left his cigar back in his room. The Once-ler double-triple checks the room number. Can you imagine how embarrassing it would be to go to the wrong room? Really embarrassing.

Knnnock knock knock!]