- GRAHAM:
- Phone? Phone? Wake up, I want to play games.
- PHONE:
- *iz ded*
- GRAHAM:
- Bollocks. Out of batteries. *unpacks computer* Power? Power? Where are you?
- POWER:
- *iz hiding*
- GRAHAM:
- Oh, there you are.
- POWER:
- *panicks and cowers in a narrow space smaller than Graham's arm*
- GRAHAM:
- Fuck. *scrapes up arm getting power plug in* *spends hour sorting out which power adapter belongs to which appliance* *is finally ready to power Phone* Ah, finally. Now then, to plug phone in. …. Phone? Where the devil did you get with no batteries?!
- PHONE:
- *iz hiding in book in bathroom for no adequately explored reason*
In happier news I am nearly moved in to the new house. Unpacking is something else but already my garage is 8x more useful than the old workshop was. Now I just need to find antifatigue mats…
