☤ twenty-seven

[as_damaged]

[Accidental Audio]

[CRASH.

CRASH.

CRASH. CRASH.

splinter splinter crash. There is heavy breathing in the background.

...crash.]




[ooc; action for Chase and mebbe Angela, and um, anyone who happens to live in their apartments/surrounding apts who might notice the breaking and entering. sob. i don't even.]

Comments

in the hallway;

[thenormalsquint]

[Oh no. Nobody speaks to her baby like that. It's enough to bring both Angela and Biscuit outside into the hallway, voice at a volume high enough to be heard over the incessant banging, cell phone in hand half-dialed for the police.]

What the hell is going on...

[And the dog is smart enough with one look at the crazy blonde lady with the sharp object in her hand to turn tail and run back into the apartment. Useless mutt.]

Cameron?