Ihh...yeah, yeah, that's...could you? [ Rhys sounds distracted as he speaks, and for good reason. On his end he's staring up at what should be his very immaculate, blank white hospital room ceiling and seeing nothing but poster after poster of a certain...someone. That he really has no business thinking about, but it's all over the room and he really needs to find out who the hell thought this was funny and get them fired. ]
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I need to be...fired--fire. Fire someone, I mean.