Oct 06, 2010 20:31
[His voice sounds more than a little tired, tinged with a slight bit of irritation. Not at anyone, however; more at a bottle of vodka that is responsible for the pounding headache he has right now.]
...I knew there was a reason I did not often drink. A lesson relearned, I suppose.
Chopin, there was something I wanted to ask you.
[Filtered to Rygdea // Unhackable]
[Silence for a few moments.]
My apologies for passing out on your bed last night. After carrying you back from the bar, I was too exhausted to move.
[There's a bit more awkward silence before he cuts the feed.]
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