voice;

[hexyoutotuesday]

[You see, this was meant to be a phone call to Trauma. However, with Jinx's amazing luck, she managed to hit the wrong button. So, instead of making a private call to her brother, she gets a public post.]

Hey, T. I need you to go to the store and buy me tampons.

...wait. No. I need the opposite of tampons. Those other things. Whatever they are.

Now.

Comments

audio;

[terminates]

[ This comment? Is very, very dry. ]

Wrong number.

audio;

[hexyoutotuesday]

[After a long moment of mortification...]

Shit.

[Cue a long stream of cursing as she tries to figure out how to delete this post.]

audio;

[terminates]

[ Yeah, he's just going to sit here and let you sort that out, Jinx.

Still on the line because it's funny. ]

audio;

[hexyoutotuesday]

[What a foul mouth you have, Jinx. Your vocabulary is very impressive. So is your inability to master technology you've been using for years.

What's that sound? Probably her beating her communicator against a table.]

audio;

[terminates]

[ As fascinating as this is, eventually, he'll cut in -- most likely after she's done abusing her NV. ]

Feeling better?

audio;

[hexyoutotuesday]

No.

audio;

[terminates]

You'll live.

audio;

[hexyoutotuesday]

Doubt it.

audio;

[terminates]

They'll forget it in a week.

audio;

[hexyoutotuesday]

Also doubtful. People still talk about Joe's dorky montage video from last year.

audio;

[terminates]

[ Maybe a hint of amusement. ]

At least it made an impression.

audio;

[hexyoutotuesday]

...well, it is the first time I've gotten your attention.

audio;

[terminates]

[ Again, the vague, if dry, amusement. ]

Do you want it?

audio;

[hexyoutotuesday]

Mmmm...well, the last time I had it, you were paying me.

audio;

[terminates]

[ Ah yes. His "other". ]

I'm more hands on.

[ People pay him, not the other way around. ]