♦ 4th Suit | Diamonds Droog | Video/Text
[As he's slamming his fist he accidentally turns the video on. Droog doesn't look too good. Rather ill, in fact, and there's still a crack or two on his head. He's tired, cranky, and just plain pissed off. He's been bedridden for the past few days and the recent report hasn't exactly made him the happiest camper. He has a hand pressed over his eyes when he's suddenly aware that the berry's on. He scowls at his slip-up and quickly switches to text, to make some snarky comment, no doubt.]
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[Nothing happens. And then the video clicks back on as he chucks the berry at the wall. A minute or so passes before he shuffles slowly, painfully over to pick it up, hat pulled over his face, composure regained. The feed ends.]
[Filtered to the Midnight Crew 20%]
I got back a few days ago. I'm fine. No need to check up on me.
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[Nothing happens. And then the video clicks back on as he chucks the berry at the wall. A minute or so passes before he shuffles slowly, painfully over to pick it up, hat pulled over his face, composure regained. The feed ends.]
[Filtered to the Midnight Crew 20%]
I got back a few days ago. I'm fine. No need to check up on me.