[6th consult; accidental voice]

[dr_conscience]

[The Network device has been bumped as Wilson's poking around in the kitchen this morning (making his special macadamia nut pancakes). There's a few moments of clanking and rustling about, before the sound of the water turning on. Then, there's a surprised sort of yelping noise.]


That's - green. The water's green.

Well, how am I supposed to...


[Sniiiiiff... pause]


That's... not water.


[There is a quiet, small sipping noise - just a taste that he spits out, before he calls, more loudly-]


House? The faucet's spouting beer.


[There is a slight thudding as he picks up the device, noticing it's on.]


Oh. Hello, there. I'm going to assume the beer in the faucet isn't an isolated incident. Am I to take it that this is the City's idea of festivity?

Great. I haven't even had my shower yet.


[End.]

Comments

[witchinbloom.livejournal.com]

Right. Festive. Like, green day.

[dr_conscience]

Well, I'd say it's safe to say that you're enjoying the festivities for the moment.

[witchinbloom.livejournal.com]

I'm not I don't booze.

[dr_conscience]

Oh... well, I'm sorry. I mean, I wouldn't assume that you were-

It's just. Well, you do seem fairly amused by it nonetheless.

She was thirsty and thought "a glass won't hurt, right?" and then maybe there was another...

[witchinbloom.livejournal.com]

Heeee, s'ok!

Oh dear... Wilson's just not going to argue~ and there is clearly nothing under that strike. XD;;;

[dr_conscience]

Well, good.

You enjoy the rest of your green day. Tomorrow is going to be awful for you.

lol smart man, Wilson.

[witchinbloom.livejournal.com]

Green day's a fun day.