[Voice/Text]
[Dead Air. And suddenly, BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZAP! That's right, the telltale shock. Followed by explosive cursing. For about a full minute, then Shinjiro's voice goes dull.]
Mother fuckin--- whatever. It's not like I ain't used to this shit.
[After another few moments there's a text-only message.]
Need another 2 or 3 new people to work at the Northern Lights. Same reason as usual.
For new people, it's a bar and restaurant at the end of Bonito drive. What I need is, kitchen staff, cooks, a waiter or two. Anyone interested, let me know.
[For anyone who knows or is around Shinjiro, he's been out of sorts for the entire past month. Crankier, but also more detached, not taking care of himself or talking to anyone, etc.]
Mother fuckin--- whatever. It's not like I ain't used to this shit.
[After another few moments there's a text-only message.]
Need another 2 or 3 new people to work at the Northern Lights. Same reason as usual.
For new people, it's a bar and restaurant at the end of Bonito drive. What I need is, kitchen staff, cooks, a waiter or two. Anyone interested, let me know.
[For anyone who knows or is around Shinjiro, he's been out of sorts for the entire past month. Crankier, but also more detached, not taking care of himself or talking to anyone, etc.]