✪ Focus! You can't fight THE URGE! ✪ [Accidental Audio]

[loyal_cube]

[General sound of someone who may have butt-dialed. You know, the ruffle of fabric and sounds of footsteps. Oh, wait. There is a agitated sigh.]

What am I doing?


I really need to get to the Cafe and open.

[More rustling]

Get out of my way I am NOT in the mood to deal with anything right now.

[Now sound of something squealing and a rush of wind, followed by crackling of fire]

W-Whoa!!

[Anyone see that? That was a giant blast of fire peaking into the sky. Yep.]

H-how did I do that? That was- No! I'll think about it later. First, I need to get back to the Cafe.

...

Then again, it might be okay if I-
[Feed termination.]

((OOC: Feel free to run into him walking around.))
((FYI: Cube hasn't been to Cafe all day and will most likely never get around to it. He'll also be really late coming to Hospital, and possibly disappear frequently on the job.))

Comments

[loyal_cube]

What, like you?

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

... Watch it. You tryin' to pick a fight or something?

[loyal_cube]

I doubt you'd actually fight me.

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Not like that.

Sounds like you're pissing me off on purpose. What's gotten into you?

[loyal_cube]

Not like what? You running away again? Just what does that accomplish?

Why does it even matter to you? You only show people how much you care about them when it's convenient to you.

1/2

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

....

Go fuck yourself.

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

/SLAM

[Yep, this is him hanging up now.]

[loyal_cube]

Tsh.

Predictable.