smoderato replied to your post ââ Pretend it never happened. Deny, deny, deny. ââ
"It's not going to work, but, okay." There's a pause before his next "...okay," and another one. (DJ Khaaaleeed). "God, that's the shittiest... it's such a bad way to go about it, I can't even wrap my head around it. No offense. And when the whole story comes out, what then?"
âItâs not about you. We just, uh.. (god itâs a long pause- he might be going into a dissertation about getting lost in the sauce here) just deny everything, okay? Nothing exists, this project doesnât exist, and if it really comes down to it itâs all Director Churchâs fault.â
He exhales, lips sort of doing that soft putter-y noise as he thinks things through. âIf the story comes out, you were here without knowledge of what the project was really doing, and I was most certainly never here, because I- I donât exist. Like, at all. I donât even get paid for my work, that kind of secret.â