Electroclash | Sarah (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
electrocynic) wrote2013-04-04 01:12 pm
electrocynic) wrote2013-04-04 01:12 pm
MCA #5, Thursday Morning
This week could just go bum itself, for all Sarah cared. As if it wasn't enough to be moping about personal reasons anyway, of course she had to feel twitchy and restless for a fucking week too. And to top it all off, this morning she was woken up by her phone ringing across the room, and she'd had to stumble out of bed, and of course it was a bloody telemarketer because she wasn't annoyed enough already.
So as she made her way to the kitchen to get a glass of orange juice (because surely that would make things a little better), she was giving the telemarketer a piece of her mind (in words not fit for anyone's ears, ever). She was actually almost starting to enjoy it, in a perverse way, when she opened the fridge door.
She was out of orange juice.
And the telemarketer was still trying to prattle in her ear about something she didn't want.
And she was just so frustrated, and annoyed, and angry, that without her meaning to, her voice went electronic.
"Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP, |SHUT UP!|"
And then the light in the fridge went out, as well as the one on the ceiling, and it got really quiet in her apartment. Her phone was silent too. Because she'd just short circuited everything in the whole damn flat.
As well as probably various other parts of the building, to varying degrees.
Whoops.
"... Great."
[ooc: Annnd there is electrical trouble at MCA! Open both for bitching at Sarah as well as general directions elsewhere in the building, should you wish!]
So as she made her way to the kitchen to get a glass of orange juice (because surely that would make things a little better), she was giving the telemarketer a piece of her mind (in words not fit for anyone's ears, ever). She was actually almost starting to enjoy it, in a perverse way, when she opened the fridge door.
She was out of orange juice.
And the telemarketer was still trying to prattle in her ear about something she didn't want.
And she was just so frustrated, and annoyed, and angry, that without her meaning to, her voice went electronic.
"Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP, |SHUT UP!|"
And then the light in the fridge went out, as well as the one on the ceiling, and it got really quiet in her apartment. Her phone was silent too. Because she'd just short circuited everything in the whole damn flat.
As well as probably various other parts of the building, to varying degrees.
Whoops.
"... Great."
[ooc: Annnd there is electrical trouble at MCA! Open both for bitching at Sarah as well as general directions elsewhere in the building, should you wish!]