Keeks
What?
Kai
This work you do. It’s needed. The places you have pulled Taréto with you . . . only you could have done it. And I’m looking at the footage and you’re like, fucking glowing. I think the SoundSugar thing was a blessing. And you were right to walk away from that shit. It takes balls to do that. Always been brave.
There’s a pause while I gather my emotion, try to corral the rush of convicting heat, to garner some control of whatever it is that threatens to spill out of me, then he continues.
Kai
So why are you up?
Keeks
Practising Renaissance World Tour choreo
Kai
Say swear? I just perfected Usher’s U Don’t Have To Call floor choreo to get the blood going
Keeks
Retro
Kai
You know me. I’m a classic man
I laugh, then bite my lip and decide to test the truth.
Keeks
I couldn’t sleep either.
Kai
Bad dream?
Keeks
Not sure. Depends.
Kai
On?
Keeks
Whether you’ve had it too.
There’s a pause. I see ‘typing . . .’ and then it disappears again. After a few more maddening seconds, a message appears.
Kai
How did it make you feel?
I swallow. Free. Honest.