Sep 20, 2010 17:35
[The house had been quiet today. Too quiet. He'd gotten up, eaten breakfast, and gone on his morning run in close to absolute silence. It wasn't until late in the afternoon he started to figure out why. He hasn't seen or heard a hint of Casey all day, which is odd. Living with Casey tended to be like living with a rather large, clumsy gorilla. But Raph wrote it off until dinner time was near approaching and he still hadn't heard a peep. Definitely weird.
That's what finally convinced him to knock on Casey's door. Soon knocking turned to banging and banging turned to breaking and entering.
The door swung open to an empty room.
Hand still on the doorknob, Raph felt a smile slowly spread across his face, cold and bitter.
Figures.
He walks back into the living room, leaving the door open behind him.]
Hey, April. Looks like you get a room after all.
[Housemates will find him in the spare room putting his new weight set to good use, or just stalking moodily from room to room. And once night falls, he'll head out to wander the streets looking for a good excuse to punch someone in the face.]
things never stay good for long,
excuse his sunny disposition,
*winry,
*derek,
just a little bitter,
dammit casey,
fml,
turtle luck runnin' true to form,
approach with caution,
brooding (again),
* april,
butt kickin' therapy,
*donnie