#toaster bp

“…you need to be more careful with your network connection, Quest.”

Toast grabbed for their mic, adjusting it nervously. A sort of habit they grew.

Quest sighed knowingly. “I know. I’m sorry you had to see me that way.”

A silence swept over call, they were both left alone after everyone else had left. “I don’t think differently of you in a bad way. You’re still you.”

Quest remained silent.

“Thanks. I think- I think I need to get back to work.”

“Ok. See you around.”

“Beep!”

They hung up soon after.

Truthfully, Toast did think differently of Quest. He didn’t think he was bad persay, but he was different.

Toast had learnt something personal, something he would keep to himself.

Maybe they just felt a tiny bit closer to Quest today, and seeing some of him reminded them: