[The screen stays black for a few seconds once the feed starts up, and there's a loud rustling sound, as though someone is rubbing up against the microphone. Because they are. Alex rolled over onto his communicator. Eventually he peels his fat ass out of bed and groggily saunters over to the old, decrepit bureau on the opposite side of his bedroom ( Read more... )

[Filtered from Joshua]

[Alex's voice is sarcastically monotone, and he sounds so ridiculously fed up]

Oh, hey, look what I found. It's a picture and video of me and Tom that Balthazar was going to try to give away in exchange for information. Oh no, oh no, I guess you guys can't play your game anymore. Oooooh, damn, sorry.

[a picture of Tom and ( Read more... )

[Alex's voice is somewhat grainy and heavy with sleep, as though he's just woken up. Because he has. He still hasn't quite put together what exactly is going on yet. Before speaking, he lets out a sound that's something between a grunt and the clearing of his throat.]

Hey, Claire...?

Have you seen my boxers?

Why the hell do every one of these events end with me on some kind of public display?

The next time I try to do something like that, just... I don't care what you have to do, just stop me. Even if it means throwing me in jail.