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[BEGIN LOG]
(Door creaking)
Samatoki: - Gaaaah, you’re the worst.
Jyuto: We could get this done sooner if you’d stop complaining, you know.
Samatoki: I know, I know! Shaddup for a sec, will you?
Jyuto: Right, sure, let’s just get this all cleaned up in here and then we can retire for the night.
Samatoki: (Scoff) I still have to drive home after this, shithead.
Jyuto:
You’re not staying?
Samatoki: Do I f***ing look like I stay at all?
Jyuto: Ahh, right, you have someone at home.
Samatoki: Yeah, I do.
Jyuto: You know, you can j-
Samatoki: I wanna be there for her t’day in case I breathe my last t’morrow or some shit. You know this.
Jyuto: (Sigh) Goodness, it’s not like we’re all going to die overnight, Samatoki.
Samatoki: Whatever you wanna say. I ain’t takin’ chances, not when it comes to her. She’s got no clue I’m doin’ this dangerous ass shit, I don’t want her last of me to be some half-hearted “goodbye” at 4 AM when I get up to work in this shithole.
Jyuto: (Chuckle)
Samatoki: (Agitated) What the fuck are you laughing at?!
Jyuto: Nothing! Nothing! It’s just nice to see you be all sentimental.
Samatoki: I will throw you in with 192 if you don’t shut the f**k up.
Jyuto: As if the Site Director wouldn’t have your head first- wait.
Samatoki:
What?
Jyuto: Ah, it’s been recording this whole time.
Samatoki: What’s been recording?
(Footsteps)
Jyuto:
Let me just come turn it off-
[END LOG]