= 094 ♣ [Voice Post]

[calamitousness]

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(Stifled yawn. Her voice is so obviously tired that it's almost pathetic.)

Don't... knock on my door... at five-thirty... in the morning.

(Yawn.)

Especially not to... tell me that you... lost your phone number.

Ryda dryd.

(Another yawn, and then a low thump. Slow breathing as she falls asleep right there beside the terminal

Comments

I've had that happen to me. :|

[ihatesandstorms]

Monkey wrenches have some interesting applications, here.

It majorly sucks. :|

[calamitousness]

Yea, yea they do. I might have to get the good one out.