With a "click!" sound, the video on Reno's PHS starts recording. The sleeping Reno is buried under a mound of blankets, arms and legs splayed out, and he looks almost dead with bandages covering what can be seen of his face ( Read more... )

(The video clicks on, and for a moment there's nothing but a view of Reno's living room until something brown and fuzzy flashes in front of the screen, then pans out and Reno himself is put into view, only he's not his usual self... in fact, he's small, brown and fuzzy, and seems to be about the same size as the bottle of brandy on the table he's ( Read more... )

You tried real good, Cissnei, but I still found my booze again.

Man, recovering is a pain in the ass... I feel drained all the time still. Over any season in the year, I hate winter the most.

Hehh....

Well, I can't hold back anymore....

Truthordare.

Goddammit.

Cloud. I think I need help. I got no one else to talk to.

It's creeping up my arms and it wont stop.

(ooc: Despite how calm he sounds, Reno's pretty shaken up by the blood. Strikes are deleted. He'll take help from anyone though.)

...

Why couldn't it have been an A, or something like that.

M, huh... well, I guess it fits.

Be glad when it's over.