[The transmission clicks on to static and silence. There's a shuffling, rustling of clothing in the background, before the taptaptap of two fingers flicking indifferently against the microphone. More silence. A sigh.]
--the fuck.
[Clinking of metal against a solid surface. More shuffling of feet over concrete. He sounds oddly unaffected, strangely unsurprised.]
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