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Indistinct chatter droned over the static-filled PA system, usually buried under the clatter and clang of incoming trains, but that that afternoon. It was much quieter in the station that day, as a small capuchan monkey in discheveled suit sat, distressed, on one side of a table in an otherwise empty room. Waiting for his fate to decend upon him in the form of a willowy, stern-faced detective in a leather jacket.
( Who's going to believe an orangutan? )
And Rosa just stood there, in the shadows of the station platform, shaking her head.
"Jesus," she murmured, "and I thought Fandom was weird..."
[[ Entire dialogue and scene (with one minor edit) taken from "What Did Jack Do?", a Netflix short written and directed by David Lynch from 2017 that I saw a few weeks ago and have been absolutely obsessed with since and so I decided to put Rosa on the deepest cut little side adventure ever for my own weird amusement.
Like you do.
DOn't mind me.
Can definitely be open, though, if anyone wants to get in touch! ]]
( Who's going to believe an orangutan? )
And Rosa just stood there, in the shadows of the station platform, shaking her head.
"Jesus," she murmured, "and I thought Fandom was weird..."
[[ Entire dialogue and scene (with one minor edit) taken from "What Did Jack Do?", a Netflix short written and directed by David Lynch from 2017 that I saw a few weeks ago and have been absolutely obsessed with since and so I decided to put Rosa on the deepest cut little side adventure ever for my own weird amusement.
Like you do.
DOn't mind me.
Can definitely be open, though, if anyone wants to get in touch! ]]
