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[endeavors]

[Hi, Tranquility. Remember Andy? He remembers you. Probably. Doesn't matter, because he found the alcohol and drank to forget his latest woe. Except now he wants to do nothing but talk about it.]

She's - she's a great woman. My wife. Maria do Carmo Correia. That's my wife. You probably jus' knew her as Carmo. It's a really pretty name, isn't it? I like it so much. That's a real Portuguese name.

I love her so much. Y'know? And I guess now she's... gone, or something. Back home, right? That's where people go when they don't wake up like the res' of us. [pause. Something got caught in his throat.

Yep, that was a burp.

Absentmindedly:] Sorry.

[Onwards.] But it's a good thing that she's home. I'm not sad. [just pathetically drunk.] Would've been nice to... say goodbye. Kiss her one last time. But now she's with Tomás and everything's right with the world. He's gonna give her trouble without me around, you can count on that.

[There's a sigh, smile present, but it eventually fades to something thoughtful and... well. Sad. Andy puts the glass down and buries his face between crossed arms, voice muffled by his sleeves.]

I jus' love her so much.

[That would be a weird sounding, strangely animal-like whine.

Then he hiccups.]

Comments

[bailedontheempire]

No, if anything we're quite a bit older than most parents with children Leia's age.

[endeavors]

So you have the same problem! Except. The opposite.

[jacked]

I don't do girlfriends, man. [Giant shape-shifting alien queens don't count.] You're giving a great example why not. You gotta remember her at everyone else here?

[bailedontheempire]

In a sense, yes. I suspect every parent faces their own unique challenges.

[endeavors]

[He's thinking.]

Your boyfriend?

[endeavors]

That's very. Yet somehow we always find something in common. [He laughs a little. Don't ask why.] Funny, right?

[bailedontheempire]

I suppose whatever our ages, the children themselves always bring unique challenges.

Did your boy protest against naptime when he was younger?

[endeavors]

--In his own way, yes. [by turning into a pup and biting his parents until they relented. Or until he got too tired to keep fighting back.]

But that's just normal, right?

[bailedontheempire]

From the others I've spoken to, the only question is whether it happens at three or four.

[leaps]

[ awkward... ]

Maybe you should turn off the communicator though. Just for now.

[jacked]

[He pulls a face a bit like he just smelled something bad.]

No.

[endeavors]

He should past that now, then. I hope.

[endeavors]

Why?

[puppy eyes?? puppy eyes.]

[endeavors]

Just asking. I wouldn't judge.

[He'd judge.]

[bailedontheempire]

Hopefully.

Leia tried to file a formal petition.

[jacked]

Wouldn't care about you judging anyway, man. I don't have a boyfriend, girlfriend, any kind of -friend.

[leaps]

Because you're drunk.

[endeavors]

Bet you could. [he points at the camera.] You're not so bad looking.

[Hahaha.]

[endeavors]

Yeah. Well. I could - be worse.

[leaps]

I know. But still, it's not...don't drink and dial, right?

[endeavors]

I thought it was... don't drink and drive.

[jacked]

[That wasn't even remotely funny, Andy.]

I'm not discussing my sex life with you. Or your sex life. [Back to the point!!] You need to stop discussing. And drinking.

[leaps]

No one really drives up here, so maybe it's time for a change.

[endeavors]

[YOU DON'T KNOW. You don't know.]

What's so bad about discussing? People need to discuss more, if you ask me.

[endeavors]

Right! Right.

[...]

I wonder if you could fit a car in the corridors.