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[admemoriam]

[The video comes on, just a bit crooked, to show a scrawny teenager sitting in tall grass. He gives the camera a business-like nod, and then holds up a piece of paper, covered in blocky, red writing, to the lens.]

This is my bucket list.

[Self-explanatory, from the title.]

Who can help me with any of it? [He tilts it back to scan the list again.] Like, I'm pretty sure fireworks will be pretty easy, but I don't really know where to find a red panda. [A little nose wrinkle.] ... Or a volcano.

[That's it. That's the broadcast. He gives the camera a boyish smile and a thumbs up.]

Comments

[instars]

That's shooting for quite a bit more than a kiss.

[admemoriam]

[A boyish laugh. He tears up some pieces of grass, and scatters them while he fidgets.]

I'm kidding. I haven't been dead that long.

[instars]

Well.

If it's a kiss you want. I can give that to you.

[admemoriam]

How do I know you aren't just looking to drink my blood?

[Dry, but light. He's taking none of this seriously.]

[instars]

I wouldn't drink the blood of anyone I kissed.

[Also light. Also true.]

[admemoriam]

So really, I would just be ensuring my own safety.

[He's nothing if not strategic.]

What's your name?

[instars]

Satya.

Or Saya.