♦ 4th Suit | Diamonds Droog | Video/Text

[civilizedforce]

[As he's slamming his fist he accidentally turns the video on. Droog doesn't look too good. Rather ill, in fact, and there's still a crack or two on his head. He's tired, cranky, and just plain pissed off. He's been bedridden for the past few days and the recent report hasn't exactly made him the happiest camper. He has a hand pressed over his eyes

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[the_daybreak]

Are you injured?

[civilizedforce]

I've had worse.

[the_daybreak]

Me too, but it's always an inconvenience.

Can I do anything?

[civilizedforce]

I appreciate the thought, but I'm fine. Don't bother to worry about me.

[the_daybreak]

Why?

[civilizedforce]

Like I said, I've had worse.

[the_daybreak]

That doesn't mean anything.

I can understand if you want to be alone. But you could just say that, you know.

[civilizedforce]

Very well, then. I'd like to be left alone.

[the_daybreak]

Okay.

I'm sorry to bother you, Droog.

[civilizedforce]

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As long you're not barging down my door, I don't see any need to apologize.

[the_daybreak]

I wouldn't. But you must have everyone nagging you up and down.

[civilizedforce]

You have no idea.

[He likes the Crew, but seriously, he just wants some alone time.]

[the_daybreak]

You can hide in my room, if you want. Sora and I live in his, and it's right next door. The only thing in mine is books.

[civilizedforce]

Offer accepted, then.
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Thanks.

[the_daybreak]

No problem.

I'll leave the door open, okay? 23C.