Day 6 | Voice | FORWARD-DATED TO TOMORROW

[exceptfebruary]

Once, Thanksgiving was celebrated by proclamation. This nation was called to give thanks, to celebrate.

It transformed into tradition. Then an annual holiday. Now it is commonplace.

[ He pauses, purposefully. His voice is soft and calm. ]

We've been taken from our worlds. Our homes. Our times. I have been here for ten months, two weeks and four days. Some of you have been here for years. Others, much less.

In that time, is there anything in this world you are thankful for? People. Places. Things. Or perhaps thankful to be here. Or maybe you're not thankful at all. Maybe everything you're thankful for has been ripped away from you.

Regardless. Today is a day to give thanks. So tell me. What are you thankful for?

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[mostlysunny]

[...okay, kinda creepy. But that's fine. Totally fine.] Well, I am. I am lucky. He isn't the same person from my world, but we found each other here and that's pretty lucky too. And I'm thankful for finding a job where I don't have to try and make up rumors about people.

[exceptfebruary]

Some people find versions of those that they know who don't know them the same way unbearable.

[ Projecting a little. ]

Not fond of gossip?

[mostlysunny]

Well, sure. Sometimes it's hard when you thought you found a friend but they're not a friend yet. That happened when I first got here and it was, it was hard.

[And then Barry had gone home, and when he'd come back, he'd known her, and now he was gone completely. But she isn't going to think about that right now.]

No, not really. I don't like what it does to people. And I'm not any good at it anyway.

[exceptfebruary]

[ He makes a neutral sort of sound in regards to the gossip. People gossiping about him would mean they're paying attention, so he doesn't dislike it, but he can't quite disagree either.

As for the first point. ]

I've had some not remember me at all. And one who did, but who I do not remember. It's unacceptable.