∫ forty-one. accidental video.

[geassed]

[Crackling static for about thirty seconds, then yelled:]

--I don't have a reason to live anymore!

[A long, long pause. Heavy breathing, a curse under his breath.]

...Rolo -- you--

[There's a rustling, like wind in the leaves. A thump, like a fist hitting stone. Shaky breathing, and then he cuts off the transmission abruptly.]

[ooc; YES.

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[holymadonna]

There's always a reason to keep on living.

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[geassed]

I--

Yes. I suppose.

[holymadonna]

IS there anyone there with you?

[geassed]

At the moment, no.

[holymadonna]

If there anything I can do for you -- call your friends, give you a bed on the hospital to spend the night, please ask me.

[geassed]

No, thank you. It seems to be taken care of.