“What.”
“What… what?”
“You keep pulling me back here. The fuck do you want?”
“Just reminding you of a few things.”
“A few things I can’t exactly talk about right now. Not to them, anyway.”
“Well, maybe not to all of them.”
“Those that know, don’t need to be told. Those that don’t know, won’t know. Quit the bullshit. What. Do. You. Want.”
“I want you to be you, [Weaver]. There’s a button to be pushed, and you need to push it.”
“And just how the hell am I supposed to push a button, when dragging me here hides them all away? And what button, anyway?”
“Not what button, [Weaver]. Whose. And all you have to do, is do what you do so well.”
“Make another post that can be taken as proof of my insanity?”
“Well, if you want to be droll about it… sure. But do something, and I’ll leave you alone. Post the button.”
I blink and find myself back at my desk, “Add a Text Post” open on my screen. Ke said ‘Post the button.’. Very well then.
Button pushed.
~clicks ‘Create post’~