An unsent letter, penned somewhere in Glasstown:
I’m conflicted, Sierra.
Conflicted over everything I used to be so sure of. My life. This town. You. Us. Was I just a distraction, like Bazeen said? Something for your spare time? Someone to entertain you? Were you play-acting your way through my vulnerabilities all along? What did any of this mean to you, really?
I lose sleep thinking about the you I thought I was so sure of. What you would say. How you would make this all make sense. How could that person have done all this? To my friends? To my town? To me? You didn’t even say goodbye, didn’t even offer an apology, no you disappeared like a coward. You left me holding the baggage, taking the blame, and everything I ever wanted went up in smoke with you.
In today’s episode, we’ve got trouble right here in Glasstown and it’s B-I-G big. Past relationships come back to bite a particular Immolator in the ass and the clock is ticking on whether or not our intrepid trio will make it out in one piece. We burn down a head shop, get the drop on the cops, and someone’s getting shot with a crossbow bolt whether they like it or not.
This week on Play By Podcast: The Interdependency Shuffle 06: She Knows Her Very Well