*** = listener speaking

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[speaker shaking listener; audio fades in]

Darling. Darling? Darling!

Darling, please wake up. I need you to wake up.

Please, darling, please, I need you!

[listener wakes up]

Oh, darling!

[speaker hugs listener; crying]

You’re still here… you’re still here…

***

I know, I know, of course you’re still going to be here, I know, I just…

I just…

***

Sorry, it’s stupid. I… I had a dream where… you cheated on me.

I came home after work, and you weren’t in the house. I looked around all over for you, but you weren’t anywhere – not the lounge, not the kitchen, not the bedroom or the bathroom. I even tore down the walls and broke into the other apartments, but I still couldn’t find you anywhere.

Then for some reason I went to this fast-food place – I don’t know why, my brain is clearly messed up tonight – and there you were, kissing up one of the girls from my work! I don’t even let you see photos of them, I don’t know why it was her and not your pathetic ex-girlfriend… maybe because of how pretty she is? You think I’m prettier than her, right?

Even if you’ve never met her, if you had to rate her and me, you’d say I was the prettier one, right? And more beautiful? And cuter? You’d pick me over her every single time, right?

***

Sorry, sorry, I just… God, when I saw that girl with her hands all over you, my blood started to boil.

I tried to march over and pull you two apart, yet… I don’t know, something was stopping me. There was some kind of invisible wall that I couldn’t break no matter how much I kicked and punched it. I had to watch her hold your hand, play with your hair, kiss you right on the lips.

I was calling your name, screaming out to you, but you didn’t even glance at me. It was like you couldn’t take your eyes off her.

The two of you were looking at each other like… you were looking at her liked you loved her the most in the world.

Then… you started to leave with her.

I was begging you to stay, to look at me. You didn’t. The two of you got up together, hand in hand, and…

I… I was left all alone.

You left me.

***

No… no, I know you would never leave me. You’re right.

But seeing that… I mean, it was just a dream…

***

Right… right, that was all it was.

A dream. No, not a dream. A nightmare.

A horrible, but not true, nightmare, because you’d never leave me.

…Oh, saying it out loud now makes it sound so stupid. I’d never give you the chance to leave, even if what I dreamt did happen.

[speaker’s voice turns slightly dangerous]

…You wouldn’t ever actually cheat on me, right?

You didn’t answer me earlier. I’m prettier than her, right?

***

And I’m more beautiful?

***

And cuter?

***

[voice goes back to normal; happy/shy]

You can’t just keep saying I’m ‘the most in the whole world’.

***

[speaker laughs]

In the whole galaxy is the same thing!

[speaker kisses listener]

…Thank you. Even if it’s the most generic answer in the world, I know you mean it.

I’m sorry for worrying you.

I can’t believe I got all worked up and woke you up over it.

[listener starts to get up]

H-Hey, where are you going?

***

You want to go get something?

You promise you’ll be right back? Promise?

***

…Okay. I’ll be counting though, so you better not be longer than a minute, or I’ll come get you.

Even if you leave the apartment, I’m not embarrassed about chasing you down in my night clothes.

I’ll drag you back here if I need to!

***

N-No… no, I trust you. I do.

…I’m still going to count though.

Just for my own piece of mind… I promise.

I trust you. You haven’t tried to run away.

But… you have sixty seconds.

But I trust you.

Because that was just a stupid nightmare from paranoia. Right.

[listener walks off; speaker’s voice gets distant as listener gets object]

One… two… three… four… five… six… seven… eight… nine… ten…

[continue for as long as necessary up to sixty seconds]

[voice becomes closer as listener returns]

You really did come back in less than a minute.

So… what did you need to get?

I didn’t soak the pillow with tears, did I?

Sorry, if that’s the case, you should have told me!

I should’ve been the one to clean it up, not you. Not that I’d let you clean it up if the tables were turned…

[listener hands thing to speaker]

This is… a present?

But it’s not my birthday…

What is it for? I didn’t forget a holiday to celebrate with you, did I!?

***

I didn’t?

Then… why?

***

You wanted to get me something… because I’m always giving you gifts?

Of course I’d get you gifts! I’d shower you with all the luxuries in the world if I could!

You don’t have to give me back anything in return for them.

It’s only natural for me to give someone as precious and perfect as you as many gifts as I can.

You can’t work – you shouldn’t waste the money I give to you on me!

***

…I didn’t expect you to be so insistent on it.

You’ve never taken that kind of tone with me before… ah, not that I’m telling you off.

I’m just… surprised…

***

Oh, r-right.

Yes, of course I’ll open it.

[speaker unwraps the gift]

An album?

These are… pictures of me?

This is a picture of me sleeping… and a picture of me cooking… a picture of me glaring at the figure of your favourite character?

I don’t remember you taking these pictures…

When…? Why…?

***

You found my album of photos I took of you?

I thought I hid it pretty well… but now that you bring it up, a lot of these pictures are like matching pairs to the ones I took…

***

They’re meant to be?

But, again… why?

I’m not upset you took these without telling me, I’m just confused…

***

You wanted an album of your own?

…Ah. Oh. That’s… oh, wow, my face feels hot.

To think you want an album of me…

***

You don’t want one anymore?

O-Oh… I suppose that makes sense as to why you’ve giving them to me, then… getting rid of what you don’t want.

***

Be… together?

Combine the albums… so the pictures will be together?

The pictures of us… will always be together?

[speaker kisses listener]

I love you.

I love you so much.

I’m never letting you go.

***

You won’t let me go either?

[speaker laughs; kisses listener again]

Thank you. Thank you.

I love you.

Let’s be together forever…