[When the call begins, the feed is upside down - the man holding it is staring down at it, dark brows quirked in curiousity. Turning it around, he brings the camera right up to his face - close in on his jet-black eye - then pulls it away again, at arm's length. He blinks a couple of times, canting his head somewhat childishly...before grinning
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[She's dealt with worse than this.]
I imagine you do have neighbors. Hard for them to identify themselves if you don't give your address, though. [Not that she'd give hers out over an unsecure line, but she still feels like it's a valid point to make.]
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Good! How boring it would have been, just to be stuck here all alone...allllll alllllooooooooooooooneeeee.
[He raises a dark brow, looking a bit cheeky.]
Mm, my address? 212 Marigold Lane. Maybe I'll have a housewarming party....
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Do you live on Snapdragon?
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You talk a lot.
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...I have a lot to say.
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Why?
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Because I don't get to talk all the time. So I have lots on my mind when I do.
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[He makes a weird face as he thinks about the question.]
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Eeeeeh?! You should eat something, not just a mint! What did you drink!
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...Mmm...now that you mention it, I am VERY hungry....
[When asked what he had to drink, he scratches his chin, pursing his lips in thought.]
Let's see. A few shots of vodka, an AMF, two glasses of wine, some scotch, aaaaand...a Coke.
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You're from Eire... aren't you.
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...I'm not. Daddy is.
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What are you talking about?
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Daddy is Irish. I'm not from there.
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