Jul 29, 2009 20:28
'llo, pet, s' me. Listen, do me a favor and call me when you get this, yeah? There's--
[sudden interruption, sound of metal crashing and something clanging as it skitters across the floor]
...ah...look, just call me. It's important. Love you.
[distant meaty smack, roar of pain...yes, it's male, and probably Cain breaking some part of his person on something.]
...bollocking shitbags.
*click*
plot: shot through the heart...,
verse: searchlight,
for: baileigh