002 || Britta Perry || Day 58 || video

[brittanator]

[ Britta's face is obscenely close to the screen, and something about her face looks more angular than normal. She pulls herself back, then quickly dips to grab something and hold it tighter to her chest. Her shoulders are bare, as is... the rest of her. She's concocted a dress made out of Kleenex, but she seems to be struggling with it. ]

WHAT THE EFF?

Who did this! THIS ISN'T FUNNY!

I'm pretty sure these wings are real, okay? Whoever did this? Not cool, dude. Not cool!

And whatever you did with Annie? You'd better undo it right now.

Annie? If you're out there? Come home, okay? I need you.

[ And not just to help Britta find clothes that fit. Britta needs to know her little sister is okay. ]

Comments

[hung_garian]

No one asked. No one had to. I volunteered.

[brittanator]

Well la-dee-da, you being socially conscious all of a sudden. Why don't you just go do it to someone else?

[ Unless he has clothes that would fit her? No. No, not even then. ]

[hung_garian]

Oh, I am. Lucky for you, though, I can multitask.

[brittanator]

Well stop.

[ And with that, she cuts the feed. This time, she even triple-checks, which means she blinks back into sight again, muttering about him under her breath, before blinking out for good. ]