[recording on]
Why am I even here? I'm not a fighter. I'm a finder. Only thing I care about is staying alive....if things keep up the way they are now, I'm gonna start wondering if I'm ever gonna make it off this forsaken planet.
*the woman starts to grumble about being dirty*
Hells, I'm even starting to miss those party dresses mother liked to put me in. And the damnable Doshans stole all my WHISKEY!!!!
How am I gonna make it out of here without my whiskey?!
*there's a long pitiful sigh*
At least the doc made my neck feel better. I don't recommend being a lizard's baby doll. It's quite painful.
[recording off]
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