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A Bunch of Nonsense

(1:07 AM)

XY: When is the last time we talked?

XX: About 6 minutes ago. Why?

XY: Fuck.

XY: It’s my time machine.

XY: It works.

XY: I got the anti-matter yesterday and… guh. it’s not going to make any sense to you at this point.

XX: You’re crazy. Have you been drinking?

XY: Yes. No. Well, that depends on how you look at it. Listen. In the future we’re all going to be speaking Nahuatl, so I think you should start learning it.

XX: You are drunk. And also crazy. Or worse. What are you on?

XY: Just anti-matter. And mushrooms.

XX: Oh christ. Go away.

XY: No, wait!

XY: Look, I just wanted to let you know that Nahuatl is the way of the future. And also I was trying to get here about 8 minutes earlier.

XY: So I could stop myself from doing anything stupid. But I guess I messed up. What did I say?

XX: Here, I’ll paste it to you:

>> XY: ´ï¬˚∆∆˚¥ †∂£å§•–´’πø˚

>> XY: . ®rkn˜˜©˙çx≈∂r5d÷¢´

>> XX: Are you there?

>> (12:59 AM)

XX: I thought your IM client was broken.

XY: No, I’m afraid it’s worse.

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