text, @TARANTO, day 2 of the cave in

[heavyhitter]

[ it might take a while for this whole post to load on the bling comm, what with the awful reception going around, but it'll pop up eventually: ]

hey do you guys wanna hear the saddest story in the world? of course you do

so i was down here, you know, trapped and bored, and fucking around on my cell even though that's maybe not my best idea ever because there's sure as hell no solar recharge down here and what else am i gonna do for light, make a torch (hell no)
anyway point is i just noticed it's my fucking birthday today back home
so this is probably the shittiest birthday yet
i just wanted to make you guys all aware of how bad you should be feeling for me. as soon as i punch my way out of here i'll start accepting pity/condolence/regular birthday presents, so have them ready

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[heavyhitter]

[ snort. ] Gee, thanks Olivia. [ whom she never would have heard otherwise! ] I mean -- tell her thanks for me.

And thanks for you, too. [ a beat ] Hey, when's yours, anyway?

[12inches]

[ snort 2: electric boogaloo, but dutifully he leans away again. ] She says thanks.

[ At the question, he pauses, or rather fills the silence with an unnecessarily long uh. It's not that hard, buddy, but he's trying to work something out. ]

April, May... I think mine's come and gone by a couple months, my time. But it's August 5th. What's your phone say?

[heavyhitter]

Oh, shit. [ despite everything, there's a widening grin in this: ] August 8th. That's practically double birthdays!

[12inches]

Oh, no shit! Basically. [ Please hold while he counts back. ] ... Man, we coulda actually done something on mine, then...

[heavyhitter]

Oh. Yeah, we could have. [ oh no now she's bummed that they missed it... ] I owe you a present. Then as soon as we're back in Oska, double party.