{Twenty-four} &diams

[burnt_orangesky]

After spending my day running around like a maniac, I end up in jail. I would very much like to know how Youth tapping me on the shoulder made me arrive here, but I suppose that explanation will have to wait a bit. Of course, I rather doubt I will ever find out the trick behind it, Edensphere being what it is. My best guess would be some sort of teleport [pen taps] though that isn't quite the right word.

I gave breakfast a miss and did not have time to stop for lunch. I don't suppose someone would be willing to bring me a sandwich?

I would settle for a jailbreak, if the sandwich is too much trouble.

[Pause]

Does anyone else feel that being in prison is strangely, horribly familiar?

-Fred

By the by, has anyone seen Pinky? She did not come home last night, and she was not there this morning when I woke.

[[ooc: the strikes are scratched out almost right away, but you can read it if you squint.]]

Comments

[spandexisyouth]

I am not the one that has trouble keeping his hands to himself.

And you are not striking things out fast enough.

[grab-my-bells.livejournal.com]

Yes, you do. ...I can make sure you do.

Oh? Oops.

[spandexisyouth]

I am certain that I can control my hands.