Oh, yeah. I remember those little screens. People are like zombies for them. Everyone has one, look.
[In fact, it feels like they stand out because they're the only people without those little screens. Something about them strikes a core memory, and she laughs a little as she gets a sip from her drink.]
Do you remember when we went to try and get the cosmic ash? I can't remember what city it was in but there was that security guard guy. Oh gosh, he was the first person I ever shot and beat up.
[She happily sighs, resting her elbow on the table and her chin in the palm of her hand. At the next table over, two women glance over at them.]
He had a little screen thing, remember? But it only played music. I wonder what I did with that thing.
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[In fact, it feels like they stand out because they're the only people without those little screens. Something about them strikes a core memory, and she laughs a little as she gets a sip from her drink.]
Do you remember when we went to try and get the cosmic ash? I can't remember what city it was in but there was that security guard guy. Oh gosh, he was the first person I ever shot and beat up.
[She happily sighs, resting her elbow on the table and her chin in the palm of her hand. At the next table over, two women glance over at them.]
He had a little screen thing, remember? But it only played music. I wonder what I did with that thing.