009 ♩ video♩ PSA
[for the second time in a week, there is one (1) gilbert(ine) nightray on your screens. she looks - flustered, on her bed. she's panting, cheeks flushed red, hair dishevelled, frantic. the screen cuts off at her chest, and there's a knee somewhere there, raised leg and all.]
O-oh damn it -
Sir Dominic Sorel? Dominic - I-I need t-to speak to you.
[what the viewers will not be able to see is a small kitten that's staring up at her from the floor, out of view of the camera. it is a terrifying kitten, okay. what the hell was it doing in her room?!]
It's - it's not - the filter - !
[and it cuts off.]
O-oh damn it -
Sir Dominic Sorel? Dominic - I-I need t-to speak to you.
[what the viewers will not be able to see is a small kitten that's staring up at her from the floor, out of view of the camera. it is a terrifying kitten, okay. what the hell was it doing in her room?!]
It's - it's not - the filter - !
[and it cuts off.]