Cinco: Video Post: Bets are Bad
[ The screen is dark and murky when the feed clicks on; Tulio is sitting in semi-darkness, looking disheveled and bleary with dark circles under his eyes. For a moment, all he does is sit there, squinting intently at the keyboard. Then, he looks up. ]
...Oh. Uh.
[ He pauses and fiddles with something on the keyboard. After a moment, the screen brightens. Tulio winces and mutters something under his breath. He sighs theatrically, staring at a point slightly to the left of the screen, and starts to speak very quietly. ]
So...I'm supposed to tell everyone that I lost. At drinking. To George.
[ He sighs again, leaning down to cover his eyes with his hand. ]
...And that I have to take her turn doing dishes for the next three turns...
[ A long pause. He peeks through his fingers, then covers his eyes again. ]
...And that I drink like a girl.
[ A long pause, and then Tulio sits up, fumbling with the keyboard. ]
Nunca tendrá otra apuesta de nuevo. [ The feed cuts off. ]
...Oh. Uh.
[ He pauses and fiddles with something on the keyboard. After a moment, the screen brightens. Tulio winces and mutters something under his breath. He sighs theatrically, staring at a point slightly to the left of the screen, and starts to speak very quietly. ]
So...I'm supposed to tell everyone that I lost. At drinking. To George.
[ He sighs again, leaning down to cover his eyes with his hand. ]
...And that I have to take her turn doing dishes for the next three turns...
[ A long pause. He peeks through his fingers, then covers his eyes again. ]
...And that I drink like a girl.
[ A long pause, and then Tulio sits up, fumbling with the keyboard. ]
Nunca tendrá otra apuesta de nuevo. [ The feed cuts off. ]