[There was a pause. Numbly, he reached over to his locket and lifted it up. There was a shift as the jewel pointed to his face directly and there he was on the broadcast--eyes dilated from an excess of partying by one's self.]
...Why're you talkin' to me? Ain't got someone better to talk to~?
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...Why're you talkin' to me? Ain't got someone better to talk to~?