[The PCD clicks on. It seems to be standing ontop of a nightstand as it shows only half of a hardly lit room, for the most part two beds.
A girl, covered in sheets except for her head, is sitting on top of it. She seems to be crying, sobbing hard.]
Argh ... Shit ...!
Why does it always happen to be me ?!
[She curses between her sobs, her soprano voice
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Admit it already:
You are having your damn fun again!
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... looks very much like it, doesn't it?
They came in handy at least ...
You gave them to me ...
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I believe so. You should keep them. I know?
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You'll never know when I'll need them again ...
... I could not throw them away ... they were ... a present ...
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