[accidental recording]
[There are faint sounds in the background of someone sounding panicked, and Rogue's voice following, very sadly. The voices are too muffled to make out exactly what is being said, like she's holding the journal closed with her finger marking a page.
After a long silence, there's a heavy sigh as the book falls open again.]
Guess Ah gotta' start lookin' for those damned gloves. ...and a new job.
[...there's a quiet sniffle.]
Damn it.
[And the sound of the journal slamming shut.]
After a long silence, there's a heavy sigh as the book falls open again.]
Guess Ah gotta' start lookin' for those damned gloves. ...and a new job.
[...there's a quiet sniffle.]
Damn it.
[And the sound of the journal slamming shut.]