Oct 06, 2010 20:19
!post type: phone call,
alfred f(ucking) jones,
i'm sane... i'm sane...,
dammit jim i'm a therapist not a doctor,
@alfred,
i'll fight you for a thousand years,
psychology,
!post type: action,
and how do you feel about that?,
the stuff of nightmares
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"Ivan?" the question hung in the hair as his phone continued to vibrate and ring in his hand. He almost went to hang up but his fingers acted of their own accord and he found himself with the device pressed to his ear.]
Hello, Ivan? It's like... early and stuff [a yawn] what is it...
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He can't say anything... his teeth sink deeper into the knuckle of his index finger. His voice might quiver if he speaks.]
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