Jan 27, 2010 16:09
[The picture is jerky, and flashes around like whatever's taking it is being spun. Occasionally, it becomes dark, and then will pan back to a flannel shirt, before spinning again.
Brief pictures of an old worn couch, and a rather dingy kitchen can be seen. Then, a small bedroom with a bare bed onto which a battered old brown knapsack is dropped.]
Crap...
[The picture drunkenly spins again, before it's grabbed, and 'Nats' appears, frowning at it.]
Dang it.
Okay, anyone I told my apartment number to? If ya want the new one, I'll text it to you.
... I hate moving when no one has super strength.
c: sam merlotte,
c: yuffie kisaragi,
†: ironhide,
!: jubilee