‘The holiday season was supposed to be easy… I’m not ready for this…’
The computer repair technician was breathing shallowly as she approached the executive wing of Eville Medical, her stylish winter jacket keeping her warm, but perhaps too warm because she felt her forehead sweating.
‘Their meeting is about to start… what if I can’t get the projector to talk to the computer in time? I only have a few minutes… this isn’t good…’
“tganks again for covering cash 4 lunch
ill get lunch @ urban junction
irs at 8th & polaris”
The furniture mover, on a rainy day off, took the bus into Eville to meet one of the people she briefly worked with on a larger move. Partially, the trip was to get out of the house, maybe meet up with some new people, but mainly it was to see if this hip establishment could rekindle her guitar playing interests.
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There are some people I’ve talked with over the years where I’ve felt an instant connection, where nothing feels weird, there’s no friction even when we disagree, and even when we don’t communicate our ideas well, there’s a degree of empathy that we’re approaching the topic with mutual respect. For others, there’s conflict and anxiety when just saying “hello.” Of all the characters in “The Story,” John and Trishna will have the closest bantering bonds.
Spoilers?: Minor (exploring character interactions)
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The team’s recently-promoted computer repair technician had just returned from her first urgent ticket. It was a high-priority issue where a computer wouldn’t start for one of the doctors over in Oncology after multiple attempts. The team was short-staffed even without one of their team being out sick for a few days. Sammohini returned with a bit of a sweat to Hank’s desk as he wrapped up assigning out tickets.
“Thanks for stopping over, Sammohini.”
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“By the way, in the interest of time, I am using terse language in my comments, which may come across as patronizing. Totally not my intent.[1]” For two years now, I’ve silently written over 300,000 words, developing the writing/editing skills to properly write “The Story.” In the past month, I’ve hit upon my first major round of success in writing for an audience outside of myself, so thought I’d tie that into John and Trishna’s stories.
Spoilers?: Minor (characters fielding criticisms)
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“Why’s this taking so long? It must be back to working order promptly.”
There was a haze around the office, lined with leather-bound wealthy books and well-traveled ornaments, as the computer repair technician averted her eyes away from the small printer on the desk that was not working to the customer, an older woman wearing dusty clothing.
“I’m sorry, ma’am, usually these things don’t take this much time.”
Mechanical chimes.
BEEP… BEEP. BEEP!
Early morning.
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When Trishna and John meet for the first time, after years spent chatting online and over the phone, how do they recognize each other? It might be easier for Trishna because of certain events during the conclusion of Adolescence Arc “The Story,” but how about for John? Who is this girl that appeared through unforeseen circumstances? Is she really the person he’d been chatting with all these years? And, how can Trishna be so sure?
Spoilers?: Minor (idle character/plot brainstorming)
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“Hey Hank, I’ve been trying to reach Tighearnán all day about something. Do you have any advice?”
“T-oh- y’mean Tear? Yeah… ya get one question per day with him. He’s, unfortunately, that busy. Oh, and lemme see the question, too.”
The senior-level computer repair technician, Hank, locked his computer and jumped out of his chair to see the computer screen of Sammohini, a junior-level computer repair technician that had joined his team some months back.
To open one door, you must usually close another door. We often want to cheat the system and keep both doors open as long as possible, maybe because we can’t fully accept choosing one path, but what does that accomplish but ensure we can’t pass through either door? John and Trishna conclude their week-long vacation visiting family in Sindia before starting the College Arc of “The Story” not wanting to pass through those “farewell” doors.
Spoilers?: Minor (psychology of characters)
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“This is the second time you’ve called out sick this month!”
“I know, I was feeling really sick, really tired, and just couldn’t-“
“Those aren’t excuses!”
Everything was black, except for outlines of her boss and their cube area.
RED, FLASHING, BLUE
She awoke to darkness.
Her sweatpants were covered in sweat.
The blanket was on the ground next to the couch.
It was 4:47 AM.
She had intended to wake early, but not this early.
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