Oct 15, 2011 14:20
Wh-
[ Rustling can be heard over the network, like someone rolling around in their sheets despite it being nearly two in the afternoon. After a moment, the sound of an object (Yusuf's alarm clock, as it were) can be heard being picked up and put back down. His curtain is wide open, and yet the sun that usually wakes him up is not out, The City is as darker than Mombasa on a moonless night- at lest they had the stars... ]
The clock must be off- or-
[ A glance at the clock again, where the date reads on the digital face Sat Oct 15. ]
Oh, yes. The weekend, yet again.
I suppose there could be worse occurrences than a curse that tempts one to sleep the day away...
[ Noticing that little light on his device is on- he knows he didn't touch the thing- he picks it up and contemplates apologizing for any naps that he may have interrupted. ]
If this device were a woman, I might actually be flattered.
who: turned the device on!,
when: october,
why: are you asking me i dont live here!,
where: poly,
what: a bloody comedian