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voice mail: selina k


[When it goes to voicemail some pounding dance music can be heard in the distance, but not up close.] Did it be--- hi. I'm sorry. [Out of the way of other people, pacing through the hallways. People walk by talking, it can also be picked up around him.] God I really need to stop doing things I should be sorry about, but here I am again, sorry that I'm a stupid jerk. You said you were stressed and sick, so obviously I thought the smart and sensitive thing to do was be a jealous idiot. [Cutting around a corner where it's slightly less loud.] I'm sorry. I don't expect you to call. We'll talk ... whenever you feel like it. [End call one.

The second one starts about an hour later, and there's no more music. There's still talking, because the Citadel is busy. He's walking around.] It's not that I think you're that kind of person, or a bad person, or whatever it sounded like I was saying. I'm not explaining this well. [He puts his hand over the voice box and murmurs something off-phone, to someone else. It sounds like a negative response, and then he's back.] I'm sorry. You're wonderful and beautiful and you lowered your standards to put up with me and I'm grateful. I won't let my jealousy get in the --- okay that's probably a lie. Hey this proves I'm the jealous type, right? [Ugh he wants to slam his head against the wall.] Okay. Well. I'm. Bye.

[A third message would just be way too much so he leaves it.]