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[everswirlingtoilet]

You've reached the phone of Nick Sax. Congratulations--I'm sure it's the highlight of your day.

Assuming you had a point to reaching out, leave a message regarding said point. If I think it's worth my time, I'll get back to you. If not...

...beep.

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[tucky]

Okay. You want me to bring it over?

[everswirlingtoilet]

What? No. Are you nuts? You don't just go handing that shit to anyone.

[tucky]

You're not just anyone. We got paired, so I say you got a right to it.

[everswirlingtoilet]

No. I don't. I mean you already told me some but that's different. That was voluntary. Your past is yours, and you don't have to share it with anyone. Not even me. Especially not me.

[tucky]

I know i don't have to. It's a choice I'm making. And if you change your mind, you can read it.

I'm not gonna read yours unless you say I can, in case you were wondering.

[everswirlingtoilet]

Yeah, well, if I ever do change my mind, you should probably just slap me 'cause there's a good chance I'll be an asshole about it.

Aren't you supposed to read it?

[tucky]

Yeah, but I don't care, because your right to privacy ain't worth any less than mine.

[everswirlingtoilet]

Privacy's usually the first thing you lose when you're an inmate. Which you know.

Honestly, I don't care if you read it. In fact, I think you should, and then you'll know what a mess the Admiral stuck you with.

[tucky]

I do know, but that don't mean I'm gonna make it worse if I can help it. But if you're sure you don't mind if I read it, then I will.

[everswirlingtoilet]

Nah, go ahead.

But if it mentions a small blue unicorn, let me know. 'Cause I can explain that. Sort of.

[tucky]

You wanna explain it now?

[everswirlingtoilet]

Well...he's a little girl's imaginary friend. And no, I don't know how some kid's imaginary friend can actually exist but apparently that's a thing. Or I'm just delusional.

Anyway, he came to me to get my help in rescuing this little girl. Which only goes to prove imaginary friends are not real bright, because I'm the last person he should've been asking for help.

[tucky]

[That... is equal parts cute and weird.]

What did you do?

[everswirlingtoilet]

I did what any sane person would do--I tried to make him go away. But it's surprisingly hard to get rid of an invisible unicorn.

He nagged and whined and pouted and I finally decided the easiest way to get rid of him was to help him find the kid.

[tucky]

Did it work? Was she okay?

[everswirlingtoilet]

Never got that far. Turns out while I was looking for the guy who nabbed her, he was looking for me. He killed me and I ended up here.

[tucky]

Jesus.

I'm sorry. You got a real shitty hand dealt out to you.

[everswirlingtoilet]

Yeah, well...I probably had it coming. I haven't exactly put out a lot of good karma. The kid's the one who's getting a raw deal.

[tucky]

You think anyone else is gonna help her?

[everswirlingtoilet]

Probably...? I mean, it's not like there's a lack of cops in New York. And if Happy--that's the unicorn--if he's right about who her mom is, that lady's not going to give up.

[tucky]

Do you know her? The mom?

[everswirlingtoilet]

She might be my ex-wife.

[tucky]

And your ex-wife's kid might be...

[Maybe?]

[everswirlingtoilet]

Might be, yeah. [Is, but he hasn't quite processed that yet.]

I'd go so far as to say if Amanda has a kid that age, then it would be mine. But I haven't seen Amanda in ten years and I have no idea whether she has a kid of any age.

[tucky]

Why'd you think she might be this kid's mom?