Oct 22, 2010 00:01
[There's the sound of page turning, soft but it's there and maybe off in the background some drunken stammering from a gravely voiced man.]
No. For the last time I am trying to translate this for you.
[The slam of a book and the scraping of a chair on old floors.]
Put that down Nathan! I can't just get you a new organ here if you hurt yourself.
[Charles' voice gets lower while he fumbles for his PCD on the table.]
God damn it.. Where did that thing. Ah. Here you are. Why and how did you get turned on? Honestly.
[The line goes dead.]
wtf shut up,
trying to work,
drunken singers