✤ thirty; (you tune into my frequency, but that don't mean a thing to me)
[✤BACKGROUND; off the phones]
[Verdomme, he certainly was high last night, wasn't he?
WELL. Not high enough, apparently, to forget just what the hell happened. He looks over at Margot's sleeping body next to him with apprehension. He then stares at their mutual nakedness with horror. Or, really, you know, not that much horror, because this is the Netherlands, after all, and this is probably a weekly occurrence for him back home.
But still. Margot. As he tries to absorb just what happened (OH GOD WAIT WHAT THEY ACTUALLY oh god what), he realizes that being set on fire is in his very near future.
He immediately stands up and begins looking for his clothes, which are interestingly not on the floor at all, but stuck halfway out the open window.]
Schjit. [A pause to contemplate and try not to football-kick the alarm clock through the wall this is cool it's fine they're bros and this sometimes happens between bros oh fuck who is he kidding she is going to fucking torch him.
Netherlands has, unfortunately, not noticed the little rabbit sitting by the phone. Chocomeltje is watching him quietly as he mutters to himself, running his hands through his hair.]
It's like-
[And at this precise moment, Chocomeltje, despite being a bunny, appears to smile with her little bunny face. (Her little demonic bunny face.)
She rabbitsmiles and reaches out one fat paw to knock the phone off the hook, and so all of Mayfield hears Netherlands say this:]
[✤PHONE]
-I slept with my fucking sister.
[And that is all. A tittery rabbity sound can be heard, and then the phone is hung up again.]
[ooc; Backdated to this morning, after having drunkenly/high...ly slept with Margot. Yeah. I don't even.]
[Verdomme, he certainly was high last night, wasn't he?
WELL. Not high enough, apparently, to forget just what the hell happened. He looks over at Margot's sleeping body next to him with apprehension. He then stares at their mutual nakedness with horror. Or, really, you know, not that much horror, because this is the Netherlands, after all, and this is probably a weekly occurrence for him back home.
But still. Margot. As he tries to absorb just what happened (OH GOD WAIT WHAT THEY ACTUALLY oh god what), he realizes that being set on fire is in his very near future.
He immediately stands up and begins looking for his clothes, which are interestingly not on the floor at all, but stuck halfway out the open window.]
Schjit. [A pause to contemplate and try not to football-kick the alarm clock through the wall this is cool it's fine they're bros and this sometimes happens between bros oh fuck who is he kidding she is going to fucking torch him.
Netherlands has, unfortunately, not noticed the little rabbit sitting by the phone. Chocomeltje is watching him quietly as he mutters to himself, running his hands through his hair.]
It's like-
[And at this precise moment, Chocomeltje, despite being a bunny, appears to smile with her little bunny face. (Her little demonic bunny face.)
She rabbitsmiles and reaches out one fat paw to knock the phone off the hook, and so all of Mayfield hears Netherlands say this:]
[✤PHONE]
-I slept with my fucking sister.
[And that is all. A tittery rabbity sound can be heard, and then the phone is hung up again.]
[ooc; Backdated to this morning, after having drunkenly/high...ly slept with Margot. Yeah. I don't even.]