║ sixty-third stanza ║ voice

[mumbled_truth]

So... I turned twenty earlier this month. Sort of. I mean... it was my birthday, and-- well, nothing ever adds up quite right, but... we'll say I turned twenty. Even if it still feels strange to say that.

[He pauses, thinking...]

It was the third birthday I've had here... so in a few months, I'll have been here three years. I know a lot of people wouldn't be happy about that-- about being stuck in the City that long, but... I know I'd rather be here than back home, off at some university. You know, I'm... I'm not even sure what I'd be studying.

Not anything I wanted to, I'm sure.

Comments

[had_not_lived]

I'm still not sure how you ended up older than me.

[mumbled_truth]

You're the one who started counting.

[had_not_lived]

I didn't really think that through.

[mumbled_truth]

I guess we were both a little busy adjusting to being here for yours.

[had_not_lived]

I guess so.

[mumbled_truth]

So, maybe we should just skip one, when yours comes around.

[had_not_lived]

That doesn't seem fair either!

[mumbled_truth]

Well, you're not really younger than me.

[had_not_lived]

I know. Really, I don't think it matters so much here, anyway.