[Voice Post]

[viral_beastman]

[Viral's gadget suddenly turns on and records this, then subsequently broadcasts it to the whole hotel]

D-dammit! That HURTS!

Why the . . . what do I do with THIS!? Dammit it doesn't FIT!

I can't . . . this just doesn't feel right!

GOD DAMMIT! I JUST CAN'T DO IT!

[take it as you see fit ^_^]

Comments

[nothervalentine]

Are you alright?

[viral_beastman]

Do I know you? Should I be not alright?

[Viral is getting annoyed at her gadget, which seems to be malfunctioning excessively]

[nothervalentine]

Sorry, I was... simply concerned, you sounded a little distressed.

[Long pause]

I didn't mean to disturb you.

[viral_beastman]

Sounded? If I've never met you, how did you hear me? What are you talking about?

[nothervalentine]

It was sent out to everyone in the hotel, I was worried.

[viral_beastman]

[The sound of beeping as Viral tries to find out what is being talked about. Muffled swearing ensues]

God damn hell! I was just putting on my SHIRT! It sounds like . . . God dammit! I just . . . You were worried? Why were you worried?

[nothervalentine]

You sounded like you were distressed.

[viral_beastman]

I WAS distressed! The fucking shirt wouldn't fit right! It's this damned chest! It keeps getting in the way! How do girls manage!?

[nothervalentine]

I... don't know, sorry.

[viral_beastman]

[Sound of an exasperated sigh]

Thanks anyway. Umm, sorry I snapped, it was kind of you to ask if I was ok . . .

[nothervalentine]

Don't mention it.