25th bomb || Hayato Gokudera || [in person]
[At some time early in the morning, Hayato had very tentatively made his way into the kitchen with the goal of taking a weeks worth of canned goods and hoarding them in his room. After some rather unpleasant encounters last week he wanted to avoid contact with people as much as he could. The teen was SORELY disappointed to discover that all canned food had vanished from the shelves and cabinets and replaced with things like bread and stupid shit like that.
Slowly he eases himself onto a chair, and starts picking at the fruit in a bowl at the center of the table, inspecting it to see if it's poisoned. He grunts a bit here and there, and sits a little lopsided. He's clad only in a pair of pants, and what looks like a bandage shirt. His cheek is swollen and on a whole it looks like he was beaten and battered by a giant cat.
...because he essentially WAS beaten and battered by a giant cat.
The only other thing he's got on his is his dynamite holster, he didn't usually wear it unless he was expecting a fight, not just having breakfast... but after the past two weeks of getting his ass kicked by strangers he was making this a new habit.
So please, come bother him. He's totally in the mood!]
Slowly he eases himself onto a chair, and starts picking at the fruit in a bowl at the center of the table, inspecting it to see if it's poisoned. He grunts a bit here and there, and sits a little lopsided. He's clad only in a pair of pants, and what looks like a bandage shirt. His cheek is swollen and on a whole it looks like he was beaten and battered by a giant cat.
...because he essentially WAS beaten and battered by a giant cat.
The only other thing he's got on his is his dynamite holster, he didn't usually wear it unless he was expecting a fight, not just having breakfast... but after the past two weeks of getting his ass kicked by strangers he was making this a new habit.
So please, come bother him. He's totally in the mood!]