[A few absently plucked strings]
Hey, Linda, Rocketbilly?
[A slight sniffle, clearing of the throat.]
I know I said lets mess with some tunes a bit on the roof tonight till the wee hours, but...honestly, I'm feeling a little beat. Must be from eatin' nothing but canned tuna and a few potato chips for over a week straight. So I'm gonna tuck in early.
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Ah, hell. Now ah'm gonna have t'wonder if ah c'n find any chicken soup mix in this city.
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Just worn out. Not used to the air and not so much water around.
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Lemme see if ah can't get y'somethin' different t'eat an' fire up some broth...
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No! Nooooo I'm not dude, honest! Just out of sorts.
...Hey, if that's an offer though, broth would probably be real nice right now though, b'fore I wink out. Don't think I can say no to that.
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Gee, give me a little credit for my self-restraint, eh?
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going around it's going around
sorry sorry
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You don't gotta be so mean, teasing me about it.
[Another attempt at clearing his throat]
...who're you, anyway?
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dw who are you
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[Some fumbling with the device, rattling across the nightstand before his voice is closer, confused.]
I'm Demyx. The guy in 214. Are you new here? Did you run into trouble?
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[A series of funny noises, as if trying to hold back a sneeze.]
Maybe if you can dig up a box'a tissues from somewhere?
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...who's worried?
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