1st match [voice]

[beanies]

[There's a loud groan.]

Holy crap... The hell? A concussion from that pint-sized twerp?

...wait a freakin' minute here.

Where the hell am I?!

This is not the sandlot. Rai? Fuu? ...Vivi?

Comments

[seasaltsnack.livejournal.com]

Shut up yourself, you jerkface!

I just got here a few days ago, what are you doing here?

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

Lamer, nobody called your name. That kind of means don't butt in.

My question exactly--Wait, what?!

I saw you at the sandlot around five minutes ago!

[seasaltsnack.livejournal.com]

Whatever. I was going to put aside that you don't deserve any help and tell you where you are, but I guess not.

Pfft, well I'm obviously not there, am I?

[beanie-pwns-u.livejournal.com]

Whatever. Tch. I'm through talking with you.

[seasaltsnack.livejournal.com]

Fine by me.