.:11:.

Jan 20, 2009 22:02

[Lockon's leaning against the wall in his apartment, looking none too happy. He's failed to find Allelujah anywhere, which only means one thing.]

...not anywhere, you stupid...

[Frustrated, he punches the wall--of course, thanks to the event, he's a lot stronger than usual and his fist goes right through. He grumbles a little, retracting his hand and shaking off the plaster. For a while, he's silent, before sitting against the wall with his head tilted back.]

You'd think after all this... You could have at least said goodbye, damnit, Alle.

[He's quiet for a while again, thinking it over--and he chuckles humorlessly to himself.]

Then again, what right do I have to say that? This must be karma.

can't exactly go home too, who's gonna cook for me now, alle noooo, my waifuuuu, i want my boyfriend back

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