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✖ voice ✖ oo3 ✖
( Levi's voice is aggravated when he clicks on his PokéGear, although really, it's not all that much different from his standard tone. )
Oi. My Pokémon have made eggs. I wasn't trying to do that, but it doesn't seem like they much care about my own intentions. The fuck am I supposed to do with these?
I don't need thirty fucking cats. ( There's a short pause for an almost melodramatic sigh, then. )
I'm sure they'll be shitting all over the place if I end up with too many of them. Do I hand them out? Sell them? Shit. ( After a few more seconds, Levi makes a sound like a 'tch' because wow complaining takes so much work nobody knows how hard his life is. )
Let me know if you want a cat or whatever.
( Aaaand click. )
Oi. My Pokémon have made eggs. I wasn't trying to do that, but it doesn't seem like they much care about my own intentions. The fuck am I supposed to do with these?
I don't need thirty fucking cats. ( There's a short pause for an almost melodramatic sigh, then. )
I'm sure they'll be shitting all over the place if I end up with too many of them. Do I hand them out? Sell them? Shit. ( After a few more seconds, Levi makes a sound like a 'tch' because wow complaining takes so much work nobody knows how hard his life is. )
Let me know if you want a cat or whatever.
( Aaaand click. )