But I am well-trained in the art of making sympathetic sounds to people in distress.**
I dunno if you watched the latest season of "White Lotus" where they were in Thailand, the one that ended a month or two ago. Fancy resort, rich people intrigue, etc.
There was a group of three female friends in their 40s/50s who were sort of on a, "whoo, party!" reclaiming their youth kinda trip. They party with these Russian guys. The night is winding down and vibe is like, "so, is anyone actually gonna have sex, or are we parting ways, or..?" Half the group are having a silly, flirty conversation. The other half has this big Russian dude telling this really intense story about, "they say I have information about the death of their son, but that's BULLSHIT!" All this bummer stuff. One of the gals says, "OKAY! Party's over!" (I am so the gal who lacks that instinct and would feel obligated to listen to some rando's sob story for hours at 3 in the morning when I'm exhausted. And, you know, trying to not be that anymore).
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Date: 2025-06-09 05:30 pm (UTC)But I am well-trained in the art of making sympathetic sounds to people in distress.**
I dunno if you watched the latest season of "White Lotus" where they were in Thailand, the one that ended a month or two ago. Fancy resort, rich people intrigue, etc.
There was a group of three female friends in their 40s/50s who were sort of on a, "whoo, party!" reclaiming their youth kinda trip. They party with these Russian guys. The night is winding down and vibe is like, "so, is anyone actually gonna have sex, or are we parting ways, or..?" Half the group are having a silly, flirty conversation. The other half has this big Russian dude telling this really intense story about, "they say I have information about the death of their son, but that's BULLSHIT!" All this bummer stuff. One of the gals says, "OKAY! Party's over!" (I am so the gal who lacks that instinct and would feel obligated to listen to some rando's sob story for hours at 3 in the morning when I'm exhausted. And, you know, trying to not be that anymore).
Hurray for new home leads! :)