Please allow me to be absolutely insane over Cecil and Kevin for a minute yāall. I finished relistening through Old Oak Doors a few days ago and have FEELINGS!
Please enjoy some ramblings!
Just imagine. He is the best parts of you, you are the worst parts of him. Once upon a time there would have been few differences between you. (But you did not know each other when that was still the case).
You ask him to join you in the āNight Vale AND Desert Bluffs Metropolitan Areaā, while your managers refer to it by Desert Bluffs alone. Maybe itās a last ditch effort to win, maybe itās some part of you reaching through for that connection. Do you know which? Can you?
You understand each other on an innate level no one else ever can. Youāre strangers. You have only ever spoken half a dozen times, and youāve tried to kill each other in at least half of those. Neither of you can bring yourself to.
You build him a radio station to the best of your abilities.
He gives you hope, he lies to you, he is one of the last people you talk to when even your name ceases to mean anything to you. (The Desert said that he belonged on one side of the door and that you, who were once Voice in your own right, do not).
You are the same, and perfect oppositesā until something broke. What happens then?