[Have a failure of a not!son bringing some fresh towels to put away in the linen closet when he stumbles over the telephone wire. He doesn't fall thankfully, but it catches his interest. Why was the phone all the way up here? He doesn't think anything of it while he quietly puts everything away, but once he's finished he sits by the door.
Yeah, he'll just be out here creeping and thinking.]
YOU'RE TEARING ME APART, RAVISladysawsawSeptember 22 2010, 01:41:53 UTC
[There's a lot of silence.
Latvia might overhear Giriko talking to himself, mumbling, mostly. Between the rambling, it'd be easy to catch the words "failure" and "shit," if you listen closely past the sound of water.
Those are the words he's using the most, after all.]
He has a diary full of thembawlingforsoupSeptember 22 2010, 02:02:16 UTC
[OH JOY, MORE MESSES TO CLEAN UP--okay not really he won't complain.
Latvia jumps, ducking his head into his knees for a few moments--That scream, the shattering--he only hears the splintering of wood and the roar of an engine in his head.
Yeah, he'll just be out here creeping and thinking.]
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Latvia might overhear Giriko talking to himself, mumbling, mostly. Between the rambling, it'd be easy to catch the words "failure" and "shit," if you listen closely past the sound of water.
Those are the words he's using the most, after all.]
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He decides to stay, but he doesn't knock yet.]
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Never wanted this.
Fuck.
Shit.
Of all the failures...
SHIT.
Ect.
Suddenly, there's an angry scream, somewhere between heartbreak and primal rage, followed by the sound of a bottle crashing against the wall.]
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Latvia jumps, ducking his head into his knees for a few moments--That scream, the shattering--he only hears the splintering of wood and the roar of an engine in his head.
Breathe, breathe. It wasn't--It was an accident.
Then he stands up and slowly knocks on the door.]
M-Mister Giriko?
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But finally, he'll answer, tired, strained, and to the point.]
...Yeah?
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[Placing both hands on the door, frowning slightly. He was still afraid, yes, but he was also concerned.]
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[Without thinking, his defenses automatically went up. Angry, frightened, combative.
He cuts himself off, but after a beat, he continues, a little quieter.]
...It ain't anything, alright?
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[There's an effort to keep his voice level, but gentle.]
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[Liar.]
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Y-You locked yourself i-in. T-That's hiding.
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[AVOID AVOID AVOID]
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[Okay, shutting his trap and looking at the floor.]
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Oi.
Don't go actin' like that's what I wanted.
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Y-You won't even f-face me like a m-man, Mister Giriko.
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Well, then. Damn if that doesn't sting.
There's no response, but the click of the door unlocking.]
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