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[pillz]

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[pillz]

Hey Matthew, [joe gurgles, gamely. he feels terrible, but matthew sounds unmistakably young, so he isn't about to erupt his problems all over the kid.] I don't feel too good so if I accidentally elbow-dialed you earlier I'm sorry. Pretty sure I thought you were my doc's office.

Is your mom or dad around?

[dreamkid]

They're not here, [ Matthew tells him truthfully. He has no idea who you are, Joe, but hanging up on people is rude, and he does not know how to end the conversation. ]

Did you eat too fast? You can get sick if you eat too fast.

[pillz]

[kavinsky creaks audibly.] I think maybe you gotta find them and tell them to kiddie-lock your phone, little dude, [he says.] There are a lot of weird people on the Internet.

[eh heh. heh.]

Mighta eaten fast. Dunno. It all came up again. How slow is slow enough?

[dreamkid]

They're not here, [ Matthew tells him again. They aren't anywhere, is what he means. ] My brother is.

[ He considers the question for a second. ]

You hafta chew and swallow every time, before you put more food in your mouth.

[ Eating 101, with baby Matthew Lynch. ]

[pillz]

Maybe I didn't chew enough, [kavinsky mumbles, mostly to himself and/or his smothering pillow.] I get really excited about food.

[less than usual lately, though.]

If he's your big brother, he'll do.

[dreamkid]

Me too. I threw up my birthday cake.

[ Sorry Joe, you probably didn't need that mental image. ]

What's Ronan s'posed to do?

[ Matthew doesn't understand "kiddie-lock your phone" so it's hard for him to follow this line of conversation. ]

[pillz]

[nnnnno, he hadn't needed that mental image. but there are worse things.]

Ronan? I know a guy named Ronan, [kavinsky says, blearily.] Ronan's s'posed to look out for you. Protect you from strangers. Stuff like that.

[dreamkid]

Oh! He does that. He takes care of me.

[ There's some rustling as Matthew sits up, latching on to this topic eagerly. He loves Ronan so much. ]

There was this-- like, this huge bird monster. [ His voice fades out for a moment as he spreads his arms to show just how big it was, overwhelmed with childlike excitement. ] And he just told it to go away and it did. Mm, but he says it's a she, and, and she's actually nice.

Is somebody taking care of you?

[pillz]

Your brother sounds really brave. [kavinsky wonders for a moment if ronan is the boy that he likes, but it doesn't add up. he never got the name of ronan's little brother, but he certainly wasn't pint-sized.] Very cool.

[he really hopes that monster was a figment of matthew's imagination.]

No, no. Well-- [kavinsky changes his mind.] some nice grown-ups have checked in. One of them is taking me to the doctor later. Right now I'm by myself though. Drinking lots of OJ. And I got granola. And TV.