Dec 24, 2010 02:24
[The feeds begins at two in the morning. Yes, that freakin' late! (dem butt dials) However, all you hear is some muffling. Weird, right? But after a second or two, the audio clears and there's a feminine sigh.]
[A beat of silence until there's some paper shuffling.]
[Cough. Sniff.]
[More paper shuffling.]
[Silence; and then the person speaks --]
... Final notice letter.
[Maka rips open said letter and grows quiet as she reads(assuming to the listeners that's probably what she's doing, of course.)]
'Till next Friday. ... There's no way we can come up with this in time. Uuugh. What are we going to do?
maka albarn