I can't believe I'm going to go through with this.
Do what, the bunny asked without a trace of concern.
I'm goin' out with that Swann guy that tried to pick me up at work yesterday.
The bunny smiled a thin, sickly smile then made a few pointed and futile gestures of understanding. It was amazing how little the bunny really cared about Kelly's painfully boring life.
Excuse me, but why are you narrating our conversation?
It's the only way I can stay awake, I think there's something wrong with my brain.
