yeah and he's tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillacacacacacacacac

[straylittledog]

[The young Abarai Renji, as he is wont to do, is wandering all over the place, a cheesy polka-dotted pack tied to a stick and slung over his shoulder, all cleaned up and ready to be shipped off for what he can only imagine is going to be the most awkward welcoming party ever. he went on his own, not wanting to be lead around on a leash and jostled

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[ren_abarai]

[Ren grins when she sees the younger version of herself.] Oi! How's it goin'?

[straylittledog]

Hey!

I'm, uh... [WILL NOT SAY LOST. HE IS A MAN.] Doing great.

[quickly, subject change!] What about you? Haven't seen ya in a while!

[ren_abarai]

Heh, glad ta 'ear it!

Oi, things been goin' great fer me!

[straylittledog]

Really? Not getting into trouble anymore? [and it takes him twice as long to say this because damn you White and Strunk]

[rukongainohime]

There you are! Where've you been? I found a new shack for us.

[straylittledog]

...Ah--That's...

[He pauses awkwardly and can't seem to look directly at her.]

...I can't, Rukia.

[rukongainohime]

What is it?

[straylittledog]

Well, see I...

[street_child]

Hey... what are you doing?

[straylittledog]

[Just imagine there's always a brief pause somewhere while he forcibly spellchecks his speech here.] Looking for a place. Do you know it? It's the Kuchiki mansion... or something.

[street_child]

[wtf, you don't sound right.]

Can't say I do... must be one of the fancy ones, right?

...are you okay?

[straylittledog]

I thought so too but it's been... really difficult trying to find its... location. [oh god how do normal people do this.]

[There's a somehow even more deliberate pause before he shrugs off the question.] Yes, I'm doing well.