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I keep digging my hole deeper.

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*deep breath* I know the feeling.

Really kind of sucks. A lot.

Doesn't mean you can't try and get out of it if you have something to fight for.

Uh, it's...nothing that dramatic.

You okay, dude?

Yeah. I'm okay. Just, I dunno, griping about...things.

What's wrong, Billy?

Ever had one of those days when you feel like everything you do only makes things worse? Or at least, like, doesn't help.

Yes. I'm having a weekend full of it right now.

Need to vent?

Really? I'm sorry to hear that.

I'd rather not. It's nothing too important I guess.

It happens.

Alright...well on Sunday, I'm heading into Los Angeles. Have a few things to deal with at SI there. Would you have some free time?

I'd be more worried about you having free time. I'd love to meet up.

*laughs* You and me both. I'm there on Sunday and should be around until Tuesday.

Let me know alright?

What's wrong?

Are we okay? The two of us?

Yeah, we're okay.

Okay. Good. That's good.

It is. Sorry I haven't been around.

It's fine.

Has Devon told you anything yet, BTW?

Told me what?

Anything. I mean. After what he's already said. I mean about what went on today.

No, I haven't really talked to anybody the last couple of days.

Oh. Okay.

You sure everything's alright?

I was about to ask you that.

Good thing I asked first.

No, everything's not all right. How about you?

No. No, everything is not alright.

Okay. Now that we've gotten that out of the way...

This is why I should be in New York right now, isn't it.

You said it, not me.

Soon enough. Should we give each other a call and not-talk about whatever's happened that we should probably but really don't want to talk about tonight?

Thought you'd never ask.

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