Phonecall to Everyone - October 11, Afternoon [Backdated]

[kandescence]

[Backdated to a few hours after the meeting yesterday, when Kanda returns to his room to find that someone's been eating his porridge stealing his clothes.

It would be redundant to say that he sounds angry, since he always sounds angry. This time, though, there's some bemusement mixed in.]

Who the hell has been in my bedroom?

Comments

[bulletcarnage]

Why do you think someone was in your room?

[kandescence]

Because there's a goddamn pile of bloody clothes in the middle of the floor.

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[bulletcarnage]

[Insert a moment of pause from Heine here]

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[bulletcarnage]

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[bulletcarnage]

There a naked bleeding body hiding under the bed?

[kandescence]

[Sorry, Heine, but he's got even less of a sense of humor than usual right now.]

Not yet. [When he finds the culprit though, who knows?]

[bulletcarnage]

Uh-huh. So do people often come into your room, bleed, strip and leave you with the cleaning bill?

When the hell did this comment appear and why have I not noticed it for the past month??

[kandescence]

[Don't be an idiot, Heine.] What the hell do you think?

Because you don't love me, clearly ;p

[bulletcarnage]

Wouldn't want to assume either way.

Of course I love you. But LJ loves no one.

[kandescence]

[Rather irrational, jumping to this confusion, but you're a little too nonchalant about this, Heine.]

Do you know something about this?

:'(

[bulletcarnage]

Hey, it's none of my business who jumps into your room and outta their clothes. I got nothing.

[kandescence]

Tch.

Whatever.

[And he hangs up with no small degree of irritation.]