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[Kaito's at home today, enjoying some peace and quiet after the combination of the event and the fight with his robotic clone. In fact, he's rummaging through the refrigerator right now and grabbing a carton of chocolate milk that he made sure to buy himself (he still doesn't trust the milkman). He pops it open and tosses his head back to take a gulp as he passes through the living room to go back to his room, glancing idly at the television as he does so.
He freezes when he sees the TV though, eyes wide, and practically drops his milk as he rushes over and grabs the sides of it. Is that... Chie and him, kissing each other on the cheek and holding hands and calling each other 'snuggly bear?!'
He reaches out to change the channel, his face a mask of horror and disbelief, but nothing works.
And he still hasn't seen the photos that have been slipped underneath the front door yet]
What the hell is this?!
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He freezes when he sees the TV though, eyes wide, and practically drops his milk as he rushes over and grabs the sides of it. Is that... Chie and him, kissing each other on the cheek and holding hands and calling each other 'snuggly bear?!'
He reaches out to change the channel, his face a mask of horror and disbelief, but nothing works.
And he still hasn't seen the photos that have been slipped underneath the front door yet]
What the hell is this?!
((Action!spam for anyone at 1762 Beaver Street or anyone who just happens to be visiting at the time! :P))