Dude: i'm obsessed with these female rockers.
Dasch: why female. that could be sexist.
Dude: so for you, whenever you say such thing, you are being sexist.
Dasch: yet, that never happened. so it doesn't count. it has no effect. it is null.
Dude: yet, you admit if it did take place as current reality.
Dasch: no, listen. i'm in control. you listen. i'm the one who is gunpointing you.
Dude: you know what's worse than a sexist? a gunpointer about to become a murderer.
Dasch: not if i pulled the trigger. not if you keep trolling like this. not if you are scheming to trick out of your way.
Dude: i honestly don't see a gun though. so you sound very deluded. although i have no heart to concern for you, i think you are really hallucinating. you said it with your own words you are gunpointing. you really said that. however, we see clearly here in same dimension of reality that you do not have any item that resembles a gun.
Dasch: well, it is your own arrogance that blinds you from seeing that gun. you are biased that a gun is visible. well, do you think all those people in gunfights died from visible guns? i implore you that you never go to a war with that kind of naivete.
Dude: so naivete, you accuse me of. it is just another way of saying ignorance. well, why do you think in wars that war fighters charge to the other side to meet their death? guess what. it's because they don't care if they can see all the weapons pointed at them regardless. they are not giving crap about that. if they did they would be standing still with binoculars, both sides staring at each other.
Dasch: all that you said is said. okay. well said. however, that's all you did. all you did was saying what you just said. just mere speech. what i am saying is something that will make you speechless. the speech, which you are so fond of waving at me. you are about to lose it because i have loud and clear communicated that you are being pointed with a gun out of your vision.
Dude: if so. what is this delay. all your speech that is as serpentine as mine. longwinded and just slithering into a rabbithole that has neverending darkness. why do i, as your potential victim, deserve another second to be spared from immediate blow of death?
Dasch: that is simply because it is beyond your comprehension. intended such that you never know why you must keep talking knowing your death is coming. confusion you are trapped into, like a worm squirming in uncertainty and absurdity, just begging now that this penultimate conversation ends for all.
Dude: okay. if it is to continue like this anyways. i might as well keep it going. do whatever however you please with that gun of yours. it really has no meaning for me now because so much time has passed. i forget that gun is lifethreatening. so i'm gonna order some chinese or pizza.
Dasch: so a delivery. a grand feast of finale. as we've all heard, a warm food before the end of it all. your death shall be delivered.
Dude: well, as long as food arrives before, i'm fine. just let me finish my crust if i end up getting cheese or pepperoni.
Dasch: whether it be italian or chinese. your death will have no nationality. cause it will be universal. and you will be bang. just erased from this physical universe. you will be dead in italy, china, or anywhere.
Dude: i just don't know which one to really order though. i' m not sure if regular pie is large enough or i should order kungpao chicken plus sweet and sour soup.
Dasch: jesus. i'm not here to aid you with your menu selection.
Dude: i'm just talking to myself aloud. so don't feel need to answer me.
Dasch: shut up. don't you mock me. your never ending mouthy trap trembling and vibrating.
Dude: well, actually. they are on their way. and so i'm gonna take some nap and wake up when notification comes.
Dasch: what?
Dude: night.
Dasch: wait, what did you order though.
Dude: z....
Dasch: what did you order wake the hell up!
Dude pulls up the sheet and faces the wall. Unmoving back turning up, facing Dasch.
Dasch: you freakin…!!!
Night goes by. No knock on the door nor bell ring. What was ordered remains unclear. What happened to the delivery remains as unclear. If trigger was pulled, especially when, remains more unclear. Silence ensues. String of light from Dude's room is still visible.