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[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn appears on the plane with a huuuuge sigh, trudging his way over to the bar and plopping down on a stool. After five seconds of blankly staring ahead... his forehead meets the bar with a satisfying, "Thunk~!" ]

[He mumbles to himself. It's quiet to begin with, but the fact that his face is against the table means he can't possibly be understood unless you're right there beside him. Every few words, though...] ... Boss... .... ....possibly... .... ......... ...wasn't my fault...

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[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[That... went right over his head. ♥]

... No, I'm running broadband. ... How'd you know what I was talking about, though?

[mercwamouth]

...

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

... What?

[mercwamouth]

That's my line.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

Oooh... kay. Now I'm confused.

[mercwamouth]

Well of course. You've clearly been drinking a lot.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[He raises both eyebrows.]

Man, I haven't had a drink yet.

[mercwamouth]

Jeez. Then you probably shouldn't start. You look like you're already there.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[He laughs faintly, shakes his head...] Ever had one of those days...?

[mercwamouth]

Every day.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Sympathy wince, but he laughs a bit, too.] Man, how do you live like that?

[mercwamouth]

I try not to think about it too much. Don't take it too seriously.