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[Trauma sounds like he's moving as he's talking, and sounds....well, more than the normal amount of irritated. Which is kind of an impressive amount of irritated, let's face it.]

...Got to work, and they were real confused.

Apparently, I quit. Very angrily. With threats.

Over email.

[There's a pause.]

And spelled my own name wrong.

[There is another pause, and it's a little longer, with the sounds of more people than Trauma's generally comfortable with, but that's what happens when you detour through the underground mall. ]

...There are two R's in Terrance, Jinx.

mademyhell

[To put it mildly, Trauma was an idiot. He somehow got it into his head that he was totally alright to go get water for himself in the middle of the night, despite the fact that he's basically been asleep all day. Not normally an idiot move, but not calling for anyone in the house when the dizzy spell turned into just a general dizziness he couldn't get rid of, really was. This is how your not so friendly neighborhood boggart found himself sitting on the floor of the kitchen, and trying very hard to come up with new and interesting ways to sabotage Claudio's pet science project for bothering him. Also known as, the robot dog has a) been following him, and b) has turned on it's NV feature without informing Trauma.]

-Said, Leave me alone. ….Go. ….Now….Away.

….I'm fine. What part of I'm fine don't you get, you-

Owen. Go get Claudio. [When that doesn't work, Trauma pulls his head up from his knees to glare at the dog. He looks positively miserable, and even though he naturally has the color palette of a Tim Burton film, he's exceptionally pale. All the glare succeeds in, is the dog barking at him and he cringes because jesus fuck, his head hurts and that's not a nice sound.]

..Fetch! Do….Something! Else!

[According to the look on Trauma's face, the dog does nothing.]

Stupid dog! I told you. Go annoy Claudio or Gabrie-[Trauma cuts himself off by getting stuck in a coughing fit, and judging by the camera angle, Owen sidles himself up alongside Trauma while he's hacking up a lung, and sits down. Trauma's mostly out of frame, but it's still obvious the moment he gives up on telling the robo-dog to go away because, after a long moment, he goes to pet it and ends up mostly covering the lens with his hand]

….Goddamn it.

mademyhell

 [Trauma has the camera turned to himself, looking irritated (Possibly more than usual? Hard to tell.) and walking into the kitchen as he talks.]

So. You'd think I'd get used to this shit. I mean, we kill enough appliances to be responsible for half the junkyard.

.....But does anyone want to tell me who the hell to blame for this one?

[He turns the camera and shows the microwave….which seems to have some weird blackened sludge, wrapped in what must be tinfoil, on the plate. The light is off, and there are smoke stains on the insides, up the walls and on the ceiling of the poor thing. The microwave itself has been unplugged and pulled away from the wall.

It's an unholy mess, to put it mildly.]

Just so you know? My money's on the guy who doesn't actually live here.

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