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44.-Accident voice post.
May. 24th, 2010 07:50 pm[There' a little click followed by the sound of satin sheets rustling and then a small, hopeful, sleepy voice.] Tommy?
[A little pause and then there is a large gasp before Parker starts yelling and raging and...sounding tearful?.] NO! No you have got be fucking kidding me. No. Damn it, I fucking got shot for my fucking father wasn't that enough?
I don't want to fucking be here anymore!
Damn it. Damn it. I want...
[Parker had gotten up to pace at this point and then she found the letter from Paddy.] No. Fuck you.
[And then a crunching sound as Parker threw the new communicator thing against the wall.]
[A little pause and then there is a large gasp before Parker starts yelling and raging and...sounding tearful?.] NO! No you have got be fucking kidding me. No. Damn it, I fucking got shot for my fucking father wasn't that enough?
I don't want to fucking be here anymore!
Damn it. Damn it. I want...
[Parker had gotten up to pace at this point and then she found the letter from Paddy.] No. Fuck you.
[And then a crunching sound as Parker threw the new communicator thing against the wall.]
