oo5. Backdated, Future!Event
[Christmas carols play on the radio in the background, just loud enough to be audible, and sometimes slipping into static. Ion sighs, drowning out the music momentarily. He hasn't noticed yet that the phone fell off the hook.
Then comes the sound of something thunking down on the table, and the snap and hiss of a bottle opening. Not that you could tell it over the phone, but he's snagged one of Verbal's beers and is currently guzzling down the contents. Finally, the bottle thunks down on the table again, and he speaks aloud to himself.]
This'll be what, my tenth Christmas in this damn place? [He snarls, and the sound of glass shattering can be heard.] Damn it.
[A pause, then he starts talking to himself again, quieter this time, and more subdued.] I wonder... how things are going without me, back home. I wonder if- [He stops again, and apparently notices the phone off the hook. He slams it down, connection terminated.]
Then comes the sound of something thunking down on the table, and the snap and hiss of a bottle opening. Not that you could tell it over the phone, but he's snagged one of Verbal's beers and is currently guzzling down the contents. Finally, the bottle thunks down on the table again, and he speaks aloud to himself.]
This'll be what, my tenth Christmas in this damn place? [He snarls, and the sound of glass shattering can be heard.] Damn it.
[A pause, then he starts talking to himself again, quieter this time, and more subdued.] I wonder... how things are going without me, back home. I wonder if- [He stops again, and apparently notices the phone off the hook. He slams it down, connection terminated.]