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networkinthenight2020-01-10 05:16 pm
magnitudes) wrote in networkinthenight2020-01-10 05:16 pm
[audio] @vegemight; bad life choice brigade rides again [open]
Okay, okay. Okay.
( There’s a sound in the background, probably recognisable to most as a microwave. There’s another sound that might be recognisable to some by now: Sarissa being a little drunk. )
So, tragedy: wet clothes. Disaster, right? I was thinking, I can’t put ‘em in a dryer, ‘cause they’ll shrink. And I can’t put ‘em on a line out in the sun, because this place is a big fuck you to that whole concept, I bet, even in summer.
Problem solved, though. I’m on it.
( She is not, in fact, on it. In fact, though it cannot be seen by the listener or Sarissa, her clothes are starting to smoke, rather than steam. ) Anyways, I was telling Molly about how handy microwaves are, and then I thought: hey. Extra problem solving.
(Off-screen, Molly says:) Uh, Sarissa? Is there supposed to be this much smoke?
Ain’t smoke, mate. It’s steam. ( She’ll be right. There’s a long pause, and then— ) oh motherfuck!
( There’s a sound in the background, probably recognisable to most as a microwave. There’s another sound that might be recognisable to some by now: Sarissa being a little drunk. )
So, tragedy: wet clothes. Disaster, right? I was thinking, I can’t put ‘em in a dryer, ‘cause they’ll shrink. And I can’t put ‘em on a line out in the sun, because this place is a big fuck you to that whole concept, I bet, even in summer.
Problem solved, though. I’m on it.
( She is not, in fact, on it. In fact, though it cannot be seen by the listener or Sarissa, her clothes are starting to smoke, rather than steam. ) Anyways, I was telling Molly about how handy microwaves are, and then I thought: hey. Extra problem solving.
(Off-screen, Molly says:) Uh, Sarissa? Is there supposed to be this much smoke?
Ain’t smoke, mate. It’s steam. ( She’ll be right. There’s a long pause, and then— ) oh motherfuck!
no subject
[ The response is bone dry.
It could be read as innocuous. After all, this angel does occasionally struggle with social interaction.
Yet something about the particular dryness of his tone might suggest that he is, in fact, bemused.
He does soften his words somewhat though: ]
I should point out that I have no practical knowledge of how to properly handle laundry. Perhaps I could expend some of my grace to fix what you need fixed.