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Entry tags:
- !public: accidental,
- + video,
- ;plot,
- am not amused,
- brb flailing,
- brb flailing forever,
- brb throwing a fit,
- christmas got ruined,
- do not fucking want,
- do not want,
- freaking out!!,
- he's doing more harm than good,
- hiding shit from everyone,
- i hate you animus,
- just a little paranoid,
- just fu adstring,
- motherfuslkjdhflkjsdfhdf,
- panic attack,
- sdkl;jflsdjf,
- taunting is not funny animus,
- tearing up the room,
- where the fuck is my shit!?,
- wtf,
- wtf is this shit,
- y u do dis?,
- ✉ hitsugaya toushirou,
- ✉ neil dylandy,
- ✉ roxas,
- ✉ sora,
- ✉ uchiha itachi,
- ✉ unohana retsu,
- ✉ uzumaki naruto,
- ✉ vincent valentine,
- ✉ yakushi kabuto
六十四; 「accidental video post」
[The feed turns on at the bump of the desk. What can immediately be seen is Sasuke's open closet on the other side of the room, near his bed. It's unusually empty. What else can be seen is a complete mess. The room's been torn apart looking for something.
Sasuke is kneeling down on his hands and knees, checking in the back of the closet for something. After a couple of minutes, he comes back out, looking somewhat panicked. He grabs the backpack sitting in front of the closet doors and zips it open, pouring out its contents.
Nothing.]
That's not... Where the hell did they go?
[He tosses the bag aside without a care. Unfortunately, the bag is thrown toward the desk, knocking the PCD out.]
Sasuke is kneeling down on his hands and knees, checking in the back of the closet for something. After a couple of minutes, he comes back out, looking somewhat panicked. He grabs the backpack sitting in front of the closet doors and zips it open, pouring out its contents.
Nothing.]
That's not... Where the hell did they go?
[He tosses the bag aside without a care. Unfortunately, the bag is thrown toward the desk, knocking the PCD out.]
[Video]
How the hell am I... Tch. [Don't mind his muttering. He just hates the cold <\3]
[Video]
He minds, he minds.]
...How are you what, Uchiha?
[Video]
[Still. He just chews on his thumbnail in his frustration. He hasn't checked the network yet; he's been too busy tearing apart his room. Both of his cats have retreated to the top of his bookshelf to avoid the rampage.]
[Video]
[He hasn't done any clothes shopping since, so. He's fairly ignorant himself.]
[Video]
What a fucking waste...
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