Current mood:	hungry
Current music:	Papa M - Up North Kids No.2

Fierce Cellular-Telephony Leviathan Engages Mild Mannered Citizen.

You find yourself dilapidated, listless, without motive-force. Those impalpable signs of defeat and retreat scar you. Energy is being rationed. "Essential Services only please!". Communication has been depreciated. Cave has been acquired. Foetal form assumed.

Then they come, those inevitable waves of vampiric innocents. The Acquaintance, in multiple.

"Well...I just hadn't talked to you in a while,"

"I didn't do anything did I?..."

The emerging situation is intolerable. Termination of social intercourse is demanded. Alas...gratuitous energy use ensues.

"No, it's not you, I've just...."

"Me...I'm just..."

Danger Will Robinson!

"You are peachy..."

The Forewarning: There will be many Joules of energy spent. Alienating this oblivious individual will prove unsuitable.

You are required to disengage with minimized negative impact. Faux-positivism is provided. A Smile is engineered.

"Keen ... even"

Exhaustion. Post Incident Assessment reports The Acquaintance assuaged.

Foetal form assumed.