[Phil shrugs off his own jacket in the meanwhile, cursing under his breath as he struggles on the wings. He hated them so much. They were so bulky and were completely useless, not to mention their small size made him look more silly than graceful.
When he finally pulls off his own jacket he notices Harry struggling with his blazer. He guesses it would be really dickish to leave him hanging, huh.]
Here, lemme try.
[He goes to remove Harry's blazer, struggling slightly.]
God I know I follow the fog but you'd think she'd make us clothes or some shit that are easy to get in an out of.
Pigeons are cool. They’re smart. If you don’t have to eat them they make good pets. They also come in a diverse range of colors.
They’re almost kind of like seagulls, which Harry also admires but keeps a respectful distance from. Living life on the edge as urban survivors. The main difference is that they’ve had to adapt to urban life in response to abandonment by their people. It's sad.
Also seagulls could never be pets. A seagull cannot be contained.
Anyway, pigeons are cool, wings are awesome, and he’s going to prove his point today.He waves his wing thankfully as he’s freed.
“Maybe she wants us to be more in touch with our bodies. Maybe clothes are a human concept…?”
He looks thoughtful, looks down at his flared pants and snakeskin shoes. His clothes are disco. He’s not sure he wants to give them up.
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When he finally pulls off his own jacket he notices Harry struggling with his blazer. He guesses it would be really dickish to leave him hanging, huh.]
Here, lemme try.
[He goes to remove Harry's blazer, struggling slightly.]
God I know I follow the fog but you'd think she'd make us clothes or some shit that are easy to get in an out of.
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They’re almost kind of like seagulls, which Harry also admires but keeps a respectful distance from. Living life on the edge as urban survivors. The main difference is that they’ve had to adapt to urban life in response to abandonment by their people. It's sad.
Also seagulls could never be pets. A seagull cannot be contained.
Anyway, pigeons are cool, wings are awesome, and he’s going to prove his point today. He waves his wing thankfully as he’s freed.
“Maybe she wants us to be more in touch with our bodies. Maybe clothes are a human concept…?”
He looks thoughtful, looks down at his flared pants and snakeskin shoes. His clothes are disco. He’s not sure he wants to give them up.
“I like my clothes though.”