[!!!]

The alert noise went off on his computer as he received a message, no doubt from one of his friends who wanted to rub their copy of the game in his face. He didn't actually know if they had their copies yet or not, but he was pretty sure that he was one of the last ones to not have it yet. Looking at his screen, he clicked on the bottom and opened up the chat window.

-- deviantKing [DK] began pestering spasticOstrich [SO] at ??:?? --

[DK]: Yoyoyo.
[DK]: I have SBURB...pretty cool I guess. Do you have yours yet?
[SO]: Nope. Not yet.
[SO]: Stupid mailman hasn't arrived yet, dude's always on his own schedule.
[SO]: I guess that's cool and all to not have a set schedule, but the point still stands.

Booker sighed once more as he rolled away from his desk, He couldn't really complain all that much. The Mailman was a cool guy off duty, always doing his own thing and what not, but this was just ridiculous. He really shouldn't be complaining, it was still before noon, but the guy that usually delivered the mail usually did it in the morning just to get it out of the way. He wanted to do something, to pass his time, so he decided to look at who else was online at the moment. One od his other friends was currently off line, and the other one seemed to be in a bad mood judging by what mood was set to her profile at the time. Well, time to poke the bear.

-- spasticOstrich [SO] began pestering glascowHacker [GH] at ??:?? --

[SO]: What goes on?
[SO]: your icon says your in a bad mood.