"So I heard that you're babysitting Gabriel for the week."
"Yeah, I've got to go over tonight before dinner."
"I can't believe they trust you to do it."
"Hey! Well... yeah, it's mostly so he's not all alone. He's not even seventeen yet."
"I'm older than him, wow."
"His birthday is in July. When's yours?"
"October the eighteenth."
"So next year..."
"Is the big one.
"Planning already?"
"Do I look like a party planner?"
"Not quite."
"Yeah. So how's your roommate?"
"He made a friend so he hasn't been sleeping here much."
"Oh. Oh..."
"Yeah. So, will you miss me? You'll be all alone on the balcony for the week."
"I'll manage."
"Not even a little bit of missing?"
"Possibly."
"My purpose in life is complete."
***
So.
"Demon pox oh demon pox just how is it acquired? One must go down to the bad side of town until one is very tired. Demon pox! Oh demon pox! I had it all along! Not the pox you foolish blocks, but this very song."
Who sang this? First comment gets a mention/dedication thing ok.
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Balconial Conversations
Short Storybal-co-nee-al ; of or referring to a balcony \\ in which a cynical girl and a disastrously (self-characterized) aromantic psychology student have daily discussions between neighbouring balconies \\ #1 in short story june & july 2k15 \\ book 1
