Golden Compass: Can I say something a little bit crazy?
Duck Duck Noose: Shoot.
Golden Compass: I don't want this to end.
Golden Compass: Us talking to each other.
Golden Compass: I like it. A lot.
Duck Duck Noose: That makes me happy to hear, Compass.
Duck Duck Noose: I'm gonna go the extra mile of crazy and admit that I feel like I could talk to you forever and not for a moment feel bored.
Duck Duck Noose: Actually, that was a lot less embarrassing to admit than I expected it would be.
Duck Duck Noose: Please don't freeze me out over this.
Golden Compass: I don't think I could freeze you out at this point.
Golden Compass: And same.
Duck Duck Noose: Thought of the Day... Do you think we will ever meet in person?
Golden Compass: Would you want to?
Golden Compass: Hello?
Golden Compass: Duck?
YOU ARE READING
YOUR ONE LAST LINE |✔️|
Short Story*Watty's Shorts Winner, 2020* While cleaning out empty lockers during detention, North Kingsley comes across a battered textbook filled with off-beat and personal messages written in awful handwriting. On a whim he writes them a message back. Days...
