OOC: PHONE LOG POST
Who: Yoko and Kittan
What: Phone conversation. Kittan has to explain his two-day absence, and maybe grow up a little. Maybe.
Where: Tubes.
When: Right the fuck now.
Why: Because we can.
Notes: You didn't hear this unless you were a random pedestrian on the street as Kittan was walking back to his apartment. And even then you'd only hear one half of the conversation. And oh, was it a long walk.
K: -Dials-
K: -RING RING, BITCH-
Y: -picks it up-
Y: Yes?
K: -Cautious voice- ...Hey.
Y: -slightly annoyed- Kittan.
K: Yeah. Uh. I'm, uh. Back in th' city.
Y: Where have you been?
K: ...Brooklyn.
Y: -a long pause-
Y: What.
K: Yeah.
K: ...Sorry.
Y: That isn't even in our world!
K: It just kinda -- it just happened, okay!
Y: How can changing worlds without calling just happen.
K: ...I might've been drunk.
K: And. Maybe high.
K: But it ain't all my fault!
Y: I...
Y: -deep breaths-
Y: How is it not your fault!
K: -Pacing noises- Look, I -- Sorry, all right?!
Y: Brooklyn!
K: YES, BROOKLYN!
Y: That's not--!
Y: -another deep breath-
Y: The drunk I should have expected, but getting high?
K: That ain't my fuckin' fault either! I didn't know what th' hell that stuff was! -Sound of something being slammed on the counter-
Y: I didn't get to see you for the rest of my vacation because you were stuck in Brooklyn because you were drunk and high. If I can't blame you, who do I blame?
K: You left already?!
Y: I have a job that doesn't have a boss who isn't as understanding as Simon.
K: I thought you were stayin' through the weekend!
Y: There really isn't a point to staying if you're not there!
K: I was gonna be there! I'm comin' home in a minute!
Y: So you can go out and get drunk and high again?
K: What?! No! -Shuffling noises- I didn't fuckin' know--
Y: And how was I supposed to know that you'd be back in time? -muffled frustrated sounds- How did you get high in the first place?
K: -Sound of something closing -- probably the apartment door- Badou didn't fuckin' tell me it'd do -- well, that!
Y: -muttered under breath- Of course it's Badou, why am I not suprised...
Y: Chances are any idea he has sober is a bad idea, and not something a father should be doing.
K: -Silence-
K: Yeah. Okay. Look, I'm sorry, all right?
Y: It's fine. Just... don't do it again.
K: ...So I'm gonna have t'come to th' island to see you tonight, then.
Y: Yes.
K: -Supressed sigh- All right. I'll be there later. -Pause- 10. I'll be there at 10.
Y: Alright. -slight pause- Are you staying the weekend or...?
K: Yeah.
K: ...I want to see you.
Y: Mmm.
K: -Clears his throat- I, uh. Thought about. Maybe lookin' for a house out there.
Y: -long pause-
Y: -surprised- A house.
K: ...Yeah. A house.
Y: I... but you've got a fine apartment. In the city.
K: Well. Yeah, I mean. I figured...y'know. If you had a house...an' even if I had t'work in th' city during the week...
K: -Loooong silence-
Y: A house. I'd...
Y: -Pause-
Y: We can look around when you're here.
K: -Relieved sigh- All right. Yeah. That's...good.
Y: Yeah. -small laugh- I'll get to see you more.
K: ...I'd like that.
K: A lot.
Y: Me too. It'll be...nice.
K: Nice. Yeah.
K: ...Oi, Yoko.
Y: Hmm?
K: ...Nothin'. I'll see you later on tonight.
Y: You sure?
K: Yeah. I'll -- -Dull thud, followed by some swearing- I'll tell you when I get there.
Y: Alright. You okay?
K: Fuckin' hit my goddamn foot on this- -Another thud- Fffffuuuck- Yeah, I'm fine.
Y: On what?
K: Nothin'. The bed. I'm gonna go pack.
Y: It's a bed - it's been there for a good month now. Alright - I'll see you later then?
K: Yeah. Later.
K: -Click. Dial tone-
What: Phone conversation. Kittan has to explain his two-day absence, and maybe grow up a little. Maybe.
Where: Tubes.
When: Right the fuck now.
Why: Because we can.
Notes: You didn't hear this unless you were a random pedestrian on the street as Kittan was walking back to his apartment. And even then you'd only hear one half of the conversation. And oh, was it a long walk.
K: -Dials-
K: -RING RING, BITCH-
Y: -picks it up-
Y: Yes?
K: -Cautious voice- ...Hey.
Y: -slightly annoyed- Kittan.
K: Yeah. Uh. I'm, uh. Back in th' city.
Y: Where have you been?
K: ...Brooklyn.
Y: -a long pause-
Y: What.
K: Yeah.
K: ...Sorry.
Y: That isn't even in our world!
K: It just kinda -- it just happened, okay!
Y: How can changing worlds without calling just happen.
K: ...I might've been drunk.
K: And. Maybe high.
K: But it ain't all my fault!
Y: I...
Y: -deep breaths-
Y: How is it not your fault!
K: -Pacing noises- Look, I -- Sorry, all right?!
Y: Brooklyn!
K: YES, BROOKLYN!
Y: That's not--!
Y: -another deep breath-
Y: The drunk I should have expected, but getting high?
K: That ain't my fuckin' fault either! I didn't know what th' hell that stuff was! -Sound of something being slammed on the counter-
Y: I didn't get to see you for the rest of my vacation because you were stuck in Brooklyn because you were drunk and high. If I can't blame you, who do I blame?
K: You left already?!
Y: I have a job that doesn't have a boss who isn't as understanding as Simon.
K: I thought you were stayin' through the weekend!
Y: There really isn't a point to staying if you're not there!
K: I was gonna be there! I'm comin' home in a minute!
Y: So you can go out and get drunk and high again?
K: What?! No! -Shuffling noises- I didn't fuckin' know--
Y: And how was I supposed to know that you'd be back in time? -muffled frustrated sounds- How did you get high in the first place?
K: -Sound of something closing -- probably the apartment door- Badou didn't fuckin' tell me it'd do -- well, that!
Y: -muttered under breath- Of course it's Badou, why am I not suprised...
Y: Chances are any idea he has sober is a bad idea, and not something a father should be doing.
K: -Silence-
K: Yeah. Okay. Look, I'm sorry, all right?
Y: It's fine. Just... don't do it again.
K: ...So I'm gonna have t'come to th' island to see you tonight, then.
Y: Yes.
K: -Supressed sigh- All right. I'll be there later. -Pause- 10. I'll be there at 10.
Y: Alright. -slight pause- Are you staying the weekend or...?
K: Yeah.
K: ...I want to see you.
Y: Mmm.
K: -Clears his throat- I, uh. Thought about. Maybe lookin' for a house out there.
Y: -long pause-
Y: -surprised- A house.
K: ...Yeah. A house.
Y: I... but you've got a fine apartment. In the city.
K: Well. Yeah, I mean. I figured...y'know. If you had a house...an' even if I had t'work in th' city during the week...
K: -Loooong silence-
Y: A house. I'd...
Y: -Pause-
Y: We can look around when you're here.
K: -Relieved sigh- All right. Yeah. That's...good.
Y: Yeah. -small laugh- I'll get to see you more.
K: ...I'd like that.
K: A lot.
Y: Me too. It'll be...nice.
K: Nice. Yeah.
K: ...Oi, Yoko.
Y: Hmm?
K: ...Nothin'. I'll see you later on tonight.
Y: You sure?
K: Yeah. I'll -- -Dull thud, followed by some swearing- I'll tell you when I get there.
Y: Alright. You okay?
K: Fuckin' hit my goddamn foot on this- -Another thud- Fffffuuuck- Yeah, I'm fine.
Y: On what?
K: Nothin'. The bed. I'm gonna go pack.
Y: It's a bed - it's been there for a good month now. Alright - I'll see you later then?
K: Yeah. Later.
K: -Click. Dial tone-