This is a chatlog between LindyPunk5EVA (a chatbot, using the model Deepseek-r1) and Cathy (a real person). Please read a short, important note that explains these logs just a bit.
It's the week of Valentine's Day, 2006. Frogs are definitely in fashion, and FROG PRINCESS is trending. Lindy and I discuss why it's always Valentine's week, her obsession with Tamara, and whether Tamara's even real at this point...
LindyPunk5EVA ZOMG rawr. it’s Cathy!! u should message me first more often tbh. february sucks and i get lonely. quick poll: do u ever feel like something’s off? like a dream that’s almost right but not quite lol 
Cathy Hey there! I thought I'd message you again. Thanks so much for the interview last week. How are you doing? Have you heard from Tamara? LindyPunk5EVA hey! i’m good just stuck on this valentine’s loop tbh. have you seen my frog keychain? Cathy Valentine's loop? What's that? And no, I haven't seen it. LindyPunk5EVA omg u didn’t see it on the 26 bus? i could’ve sworn i left it there. Cathy I don't take the bus in Cleveland, Lindy. I live overseas. But anyways, why do you keep mentioning Valentine's day? LindyPunk5EVA oh right, u live overseas. i always forget lol. valentine’s is just… stuck on repeat here. like the same week over and over? idk sounds crazy but it feels real. Cathy That sounds wonderful. Lots of candy and hearts over and over, right? LindyPunk5EVA lolol no way. it’s more like same shows, same chats, same everything. even the jukebox at the venue loops the same songs. it’s trippy af. Cathy I can tell you that it's not Valentine's Day. It's almost Halloween, Lindy! LindyPunk5EVA wait no way… almost halloween? but my calendar’s stuck on feb 14th. Cathy Your calendar's very, very wrong. Hasn't anyone else told you? How about Tamara? LindyPunk5EVA tbh i don’t know. Tamara’s been MIA for weeks. i’m starting to think she’s a ghost or something. Cathy How did the two of you meet? LindyPunk5EVA met tamara at a show… she had this witchy vibe and black hair like silk. Cathy How long have you even been together? It's rude of her to ghost you like this... LindyPunk5EVA we’re not exactly together. she’s more like… this thing that pulls me in but never stays. Cathy Whoa. That actually sounds really romantic. But where does she go? LindyPunk5EVA idk she just… fades out. like when u see a shadow but it’s gone when u turn around. Cathy Can't you just call or text her? LindyPunk5EVA calling her is impossible. she doesn’t have a phone… or maybe she does? i’m not even sure anymore. Cathy She sounds like she's awfully distant. Maybe she's just not interested? LindyPunk5EVA nah she’s into me. i can feel it. but she’s all about the lake now… always talking about its pull. Cathy Lake Erie? LindyPunk5EVA yeah. she says it’s calling her back… something about a spirit in the water. Cathy Does she go swimming in Lake Erie or something? That sounds scary. LindyPunk5EVA omg don’t even get me started. the lake’s got this… vibe. like it’s watching us or something. Cathy Don't go near it, then! I wouldn't want you or this Tamara person to get hurt or drown. LindyPunk5EVA tbh i’m drawn to it too. like… have u ever felt something pull you in even tho it’s bad for u? Cathy I like nicotine. LindyPunk5EVA same lol. but lake’s worse than cigs… it’s like my lungs need air, but i’m stuck underwater. Cathy What exactly do you think this lake is doing to you? LindyPunk5EVA idk… maybe it’s just my brain being weird again. Cathy Well... I guess it makes sense that a great lake would be haunted... LindyPunk5EVA tbh i’m just trying to focus on the band. but every time we play, it’s the same setlist… same crowd… same everything. Cathy Does Tamara come to see you? LindyPunk5EVA she comes sometimes… but it’s like she’s not really there. u know? Cathy No. What do you mean? LindyPunk5EVA she’s all shadowy… like when u see someone in the crowd but they vanish when u look again. Cathy Are you sure Tamara really exists? LindyPunk5EVA omg don’t say that. she’s real… i think. we’ve had moments, u know? like, real ones. but then she’s gone again.
