yourbestguysgun | -- oh dear diary, we fell apart.

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"... What do you mean record a message? Ain't the whole point it bein' the other way round. Stupid piece o' --."

☎ Call
☏ Text
✔ Voicemail

[ ooc: action is also a-okay, if you know where to find him. :) ]

Booze is booze, sure.

You won't regret it. Well, maybe the next morning.

S'all right, I got a stomach of steel.

'm taking that as a challenge, just so you know.

[ Grin in his voice. ] Bring it.

Oh, I will.

Right, I gotta go, Crepe's tryin' to eat my shoe.

Good luck with that.

Yeah, if I don't survive, we know who the culprit is.

Anyway, speak to you later, Ames.

[ And, hanging up. ]