[video] Jan 01st @ 0430
[The feed starts with everyone's favorite sound, the screech of an alarm clock and it looks like someone is fumbling with his communicator to turn it off. Okay, banging the communicator in futility to make it shush up. Someone who is likely still drunk, and it's a good thing it's dark because he has at least his shirt of and no one wants to see that. It also looks like someone else is occupying the bed Vash is in. A familiar, grumpy doctor looking someone, to those in the know. At last, the evil sound is quelled.]
Oh man. Why dinnt I tun that off last night?
[The man sounds a bit slurred as he rubs his head and looks around. Sure enough, from the way the room is laid out, even though it's dark you can tell it's not casualty communal.]
Hey... This izn't my room....
[Then Vash looks down at his bed mate, screams, and tumbles out of the bed taking the nightstand and the bed sheets with him, knocking the communicator to the wayside and ending the feed.]
Oh man. Why dinnt I tun that off last night?
[The man sounds a bit slurred as he rubs his head and looks around. Sure enough, from the way the room is laid out, even though it's dark you can tell it's not casualty communal.]
Hey... This izn't my room....
[Then Vash looks down at his bed mate, screams, and tumbles out of the bed taking the nightstand and the bed sheets with him, knocking the communicator to the wayside and ending the feed.]