Mask 15 -- The Way of the Hikikomori.

[gottafindexit]

[There's a sound of something falling over, then a click as the D-Comm gets turned on from being knocked over. neither tame nor Digimon is aware that they're being recorded. Yet.]

Oy, Travis, get up, will you?! You're supposed to be doing stuff, not sitting around all day.

Quiet, damn it. I need to fucking rest here...

...ugh.

[There's a shuffle,

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[f_fwd_storytime]

Hmph, sorry kitty, if he's marathoning anime you'll have to wait until he runs out...or find him something more fun to do~.

[gottafindexit]

Fun? Like what?

Don't listen to her, I don't want her offer!

[f_fwd_storytime]

So quick to judge, I meant hitting a bar.

[gottafindexit]

...oh. I need a fucking drink, now that I think of it...

Wow, that was a fast change of heart.

[f_fwd_storytime]

Great, let's go then!

Travis was always like that. And this is just at alcohol, imagine if it was the promise of ass. Not from me of course, but just an example.

[gottafindexit]

Fine, fine. And I can still fucking hear you over this shitty thing.

[f_fwd_storytime]

You say that like I don't know~!

[gottafindexit]

...ugh, bitch. You planned this, didn't you.

[f_fwd_storytime]

Wow how paranoid are you, you walked into that one yourself, don't blame me.

[gottafindexit]

...shut up.