-- Day 3 -- Video --

[bishonen_puu]

[Quite drunk, Wolfram sits on her bed in her frilly pink bed clothes. They suit her as well now as they did when she was a man. As expected, she looks very much like her mother. She fumbles with the device, not seeming to realize she's got it working for a moment before wiping at her sunken eyes with her ruffled sleeve.]Yuuri? Are you out there

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[Action]

[reckless_eagle]

[There's a knock at the door. Poland was too busy playing dress-up to notice anything going on on the communicators, but she heard the thumping and was a little unsettled.]

Like, something up?

[Action]

[bishonen_puu]

[Wolfram answers the door with a half pitcher of wine in her hand.]

...you're not a servant. What are you doing here?

[Action]

[reckless_eagle]

...I like, live in the next room over? And there was totally loud noise a second ago, so y'know, I thought it'd be pretty un-neighborly not to check it out...

[Notices the pitcher. Ohhhhkay, so she's probably drunk. Did she fall down?]

You're like, not hurt or anything, are you?

[Action]

[bishonen_puu]

Of course I'm not hurt! Why should I be hurt? I perfectly alright! It's finally happened so we should all celebrate and be happy!

[She sounds much more pissed than happy and she waves her arm around enough that some of the wine splashes out of the pitcher.]

We've all miraculously matured! Now we can go on with our lonely lives forever and ever and-

[The angry is giving way to the sad and she hiccups, trying not to cry. She turns quickly and grabs the door to slam it in Poland's face.]

[hurricanebomber]

Is Yuuri your fiance?

[bishonen_puu]

[Oh, god, not you!]

So what if he is?

[hurricanebomber]

[Shut up I am totally capable of sympathy...sometimes.]

He isn't here.

[bishonen_puu]

... no. He's not.