7th strike: TFLN event (voice)

[promiseunbroken]

(someone sounds very, very hungover.)

Oh, fuck my life.

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[immortal_vino]

I got some text messages from you last night, Squalo.

(voice)

[promiseunbroken]

...yeah?

I got some from you too. Why the fuck would you text me in the middle of the night?

[immortal_vino]

I don't know, but I think I was really bent last night. In fact, I think most of the community was splifficated.

[promiseunbroken]

...

(70 years are a big difference in slang. But he picks up on what he's trying to say, anyway.)

Probably. And all to the point where nobody remembers a damn thing.

[immortal_vino]

That must have been some really strong bootleg.

[promiseunbroken]

...

alternatively, a virus. Because I know a few people who don't have any kind of trouble digesting alcohol like water.

[immortal_vino]

Yeah, probably a virus. Especially since I don't remember starting to drink, or going to a party, or even being invited to a party.

[promiseunbroken]

Same here.

Doesn't change the pictures or text messages though. And Claire? Try to keep the drunk messages to a minimum.

[immortal_vino]

Well, next time I'll try to remember. I don't think I've ever been so blind before, so I will probably be better about it from now on.

So are you working today?

[promiseunbroken]

Yes, and you're not coming along.

[immortal_vino]

I still think that'd be fun.

[promiseunbroken]

Could be. But we'll do that sometime else.

[immortal_vino]

Okay, that's fine!