Voice Memo Interlude 2
Titch: So, I followed Terri to the Gurt Yurt.
Can you believe it? He was one hundred percent about to harass Joseph again so I followed him and did that throat clearing thing.
Like ahem. Yeah, I can’t believe I did that.
[laugh] But it worked, he left. Go figure.
[huff huff] Sorry, I’m on my way to catch Skyler after his psych class [huff huff] campus does not need to be this big.
I have a plan. I have concepts of a plan.
I need to talk to Skyler about it. How are you?
I know you won’t answer me but I’m asking anyway.
[huff huff] Ooh, there he is SKYLER! SKYLER, I HAVE A PLAN!
Armand: [thumbs-up]
Titch: The plan is underway. I’m not gonna tell you about it ’cause you won’t approve, but I’ll tell you about it if you ask me. Ask me. Go on.
Titch: Okay. Professor Lazlo is weird. He told us to call him Ken on the first day, which I didn’t think was a red flag but oh.
My. God. Also, he says hi, I guess? I told him I’d started Forty-Nine Hues of Dusk—my screenplay, by the way—in your workshop this summer, and he said something like, “Ah, Armand Demetrio, the boy genius, of course.” Which is hilarious, ’cause you’re both super old.
Did you get involved with Professor Ken?
’Cause he is one tox-xic piece of work. He keeps way oversharing about his divorce proceedings and getting all existential.
I don’t know how to tell you this, but it really makes me appreciate your teaching last semester.
You were awkward, sure, but you never cried during class. Yeesh.
RECEIVED: September 12
[muffled whispers]
Titch: Hey, Armand, I know it’s late . .
. or actually it’s probably noon for you or whatever, but here it’s the middle of the night and I want you to know that .
. . I’m doing really good. Really, really good.
About the whole Skyler thing. I want to be his friend.
Even more than I want to kiss him, or touch his muscles, or run my fingers through his hair.
Yeah, yeah, none of your business, blah, blah “och Titch ya blarney wee pervert.”[yawn] It’s getting easier and I’m getting better.
I thought you should know that. Goodnight.
Armand: [thumbs-up]