The Sound of Your Heart (I.P)

 

“And what the hell happened to you?”
 

“Beatrice, shove off, I seriously can’t handle you right now.”

 

“Cluck cluck.  Is the chicken afraid to tell me?”

 

“Dammit, just go away!”

 

“Eccentric, I see…. A bit more than usual, I notice?”

 

“Fine, you’re not gonna get off my back, are you?  Sit down, then…”

 

“Gawd, all right… if you insist…”

 

“Hunter.  I had a dream about Hunter”.

 

“I had a dream about Isaac, too…”

 

“Jolly goodness!  After all that trouble!  You’re not even listening to me, are you?”
 

“Kiss me… like you wanna be loved… wanna be loved…”

 

“Look, if you’re not going to listen, get out.  You can go sing Ed Sheeran somewhere else.”

 

“Moment!  There, I’m fine now.  Tell.”

 

“Narcissistic bitch.”

 

“Oh God, back to the flattering nom de plumes, are we?”

 

“Put your head back on.  What am I going to do?”
 

“Quiet.  Listen…”

 

Rick tock.  Rick tock.  “Wha-“
 

“Shhhh….”

 

“Tick tock, tick tock… that’s the sound of…”

 

“Ughhh.  The sound of your mouth, what else?”

 

“Very funny.  Just listen…”

 

“What do you think I’m doing?”

 

“Xenial, you are… now LISTEN!”

 

“Your voice.  Still your voice.  Your big fat…”

 

“Zip it.  That’s the sound of your heart, honey.”