[Phone call to Everyone | Day 22]

[tries_too_hard]

[There's something intangible, something without name, but it's not just in his voice. It's in the way he breathes. It's not low or sharp so much as an edge of energy, something that brings to mind snapping jaws and decisive, bloody action. He's a little angry.]

Come on out, you yellow sack o'shit.

Comments

[coffeecoffeetea]

What is going on?

[tries_too_hard]

That bastard's eating them!

[coffeecoffeetea]

Tell me who and I will gladly shoot them.

Where would be nice to know as well.

[tries_too_hard]

Gonna do my own shooting if it's all the same to you.

[coffeecoffeetea]

Fine. Don't get yourself killed.