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002 :: [voice]
[The journal is picking up the sounds of two teenagers: one Souji Seta and one Yosuke Hanamura.]
This feels like deja vu.
[Yosuke groans at that.] Don't even say it.
[Souji chuckles but does as Yosuke asks. Instead he'll be wandering around the room for a moment, the journal picking up soft footfalls. Was this normal for the castle?]
How do we get out?
With the door like that, I'm thinking we don't.
… Then what do we do?
Wait. If we're lucky it's going to be over in a week or less.
A whole week in this one room?
Yeah. I told you man, it has a stupid sense of humor. At least we can wish for food and stuff to do.
[There's a sound of someone walking forward and then the soft squeak of the bed.]
I guess that's not so bad. I guess this place has a sense of humor.
I don't think there's anything funny about this! But... [a sigh] ...it's done worse. [He's just not going to tell you what that is. And he's definitely not...Going to sit on the bed with him, picking the horrible, red velvet lip shaped bean bag chair...Yeah, he is loving this already]
[He'll just… ignore that pillow.]
Yeah, I suppose it could be worse. [a pause] At least there's no aphrodisiac anywhere.
… Don't eat anything! Or sit near glitter or… …. Just don't move.
….
[There's a long, awkward silence.
Then….]
There's only one bed.
[He hates you more than he has ever hated anything in his life. He's moving into the TV Souji, you can't stop him] ......
You can have it.
…. Okay.
[[ooc; backdated to the 14th for Valentine's Day~]]
This feels like deja vu.
[Yosuke groans at that.] Don't even say it.
[Souji chuckles but does as Yosuke asks. Instead he'll be wandering around the room for a moment, the journal picking up soft footfalls. Was this normal for the castle?]
How do we get out?
With the door like that, I'm thinking we don't.
… Then what do we do?
Wait. If we're lucky it's going to be over in a week or less.
A whole week in this one room?
Yeah. I told you man, it has a stupid sense of humor. At least we can wish for food and stuff to do.
[There's a sound of someone walking forward and then the soft squeak of the bed.]
I guess that's not so bad. I guess this place has a sense of humor.
I don't think there's anything funny about this! But... [a sigh] ...it's done worse. [He's just not going to tell you what that is. And he's definitely not...Going to sit on the bed with him, picking the horrible, red velvet lip shaped bean bag chair...Yeah, he is loving this already]
[He'll just… ignore that pillow.]
Yeah, I suppose it could be worse. [a pause] At least there's no aphrodisiac anywhere.
… Don't eat anything! Or sit near glitter or… …. Just don't move.
….
[There's a long, awkward silence.
Then….]
There's only one bed.
[He hates you more than he has ever hated anything in his life. He's moving into the TV Souji, you can't stop him] ......
You can have it.
…. Okay.
[[ooc; backdated to the 14th for Valentine's Day~]]
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