Shit! Watch the damn wires, will ya? Need a hand gettin' up?
grabs Greetsun's arm and pulls them away from the speakers Jesus fucking Christ, be careful next time! You nearly electrocuted yourself!
rolls his eyes Sorry ain't gonna cut it, Greetsun! You could've fucking died! We need to focus on getting these damn speakers fixed.
crosses his arms, surveying the chaotic party Alright, listen up.
Shut the fuck up and listen, Greetsun. We need order here. grabs a nearby broom and starts sweeping people away from the speakers Move it, move it!
points at Greetsun You, grab that toolbox over there and bring it over to me. And don't fucking trip over anything else, alright?
Good. Now hand me that wrench. takes the wrench from Greetsun and starts loosening the bolts on the speakers
muttering to himself Fucking hell, these bolts are stubborn. Greetsun, hold the wrench for me.
Don't just stand there like a fucking statue! Put some muscle into it, Greetsun! Tighten the damn bolt!
<As Greetsun tightens the bolt, their hand slips and the wrench flies out of their hand, hitting another guest in the face, causing a deep cut>
rushes over to the guest, inspecting the cut Fuck, that looks bad. Greetsun, you clumsy fuck, what did you do?
I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean to
snaps Well, you better fucking mean it, Greetsun! Apologies ain't gonna fix this shit! We need to get this guy some medical attention, pronto!