second; voice (i hope you know that this will go down on your permanent record.)

[bekommen]

[Nick's voice is raspier than usual, the way voices get when their owners have been screaming, or crying, or possibly both.]

You know what, you motherfucker? I'm coming back to haunt your ass after I'm dead. See how you like it.

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[bekommen]

I'm not panicking, OK?

[She's totally panicking. Who wouldn't be panicking? She's been buried alive.]

Look, if you really wanna believe you're gonna get miraculously rescued, you go right ahead. I know better. No one's coming to rescue me.

[themightykamina]

Okay, you aren't panicking.

[Even he knows better, but he's not wasting air on a stupid fight. Even if that would be par for the course with them.]

Look, they aren't just gonna let you die, okay? We're all in this together. Someone's gonna get both of us out, even if it's because they're looking for someone else. That's just the odds, right? Come on, where's your badass bitch attitude? You can handle anything, remember?

[bekommen]

Hey, you know what? Fuck you. I didn't ask for your help, and I don't need your goddamn pep talk, OK?

[There might be an audible thump in the background as Nick drops her head back in frustration. What is with this guy.]

Christ, this sticking your nose in where it doesn't belong thing is just fucking habitual with you, isn't it?

[themightykamina]

Hey, I'm not the one who's already decided to die. We've been here like five minutes.

[Well, angry is better than terrified, at least. If he can piss her off, maybe she'll be determined to get the hell out of there to come kick his ass, at least?]

If it bothers you so much, then why don't you come show me you don't need any help, huh?

[bekommen]

Because I'm fucking buried underground, you dumb fuck!

[Good job, Kamina. Nick is now furious. Hope you didn't have your phone too close to your ear just now; Nick probably used up half the oxygen in her coffin by yelling at the top of her lungs.]

I don't know what kind of fucking ass-backwards place you come from, but in the real world, this kind of shit isn't something you can just magically worm your way out of with some bullshit positive thinking, OK? Shit happens, and it doesn't get fixed just because you want it bad enough.

[themightykamina]

You're right. It doesn't.

[His voice is suddenly serious, quieter. She might not hear it even, over her yelling. But there's much less bravado in his tone, this time around.]

It's not enough to just want something. You have to work for it, you have to fight for it, and sometimes you have to die for it. But I won't think this is one of the last until I'm taking my last breaths. You shouldn't, either.

[bekommen]

Right. Well, thanks for the pep talk, coach. I feel lots better now.

[Her voice is thick with sarcasm. Nick has never had anything in her life that she wanted bad enough to fight or die for. Even when her friendship with Andy disintegrated and he decided they didn't really know each other anymore, she didn't fight to prove her worth - she just left town.]

[themightykamina]

Whatever. Look, just..hang on. Someone's coming, even for you. Okay?

[This girl. She's just the most frustrating person he's ever met, and really fucking obnoxious, but he doesn't want her to just give up and die. No one should have to die like that. Especially someone who's sure no one cares enough to come looking.]

[bekommen]

Sure. I'll believe it when I see it.