[1] Bowl of Pork Ramen~!
An accidental knock against a button on the PCD turns it on, and bright blue eyes, usually full of mirth stare in an odd determination. There's nothing helpful about it, which is why the feed drops, dangles upside down for a moment before he releases the thing altogether and it drops the floor with a thud.
He's still in the feed though, looking around frantically, and then down at himself, holding his arms out as if looking for a part of himself that he might be hiding.
"The hell's that guy up to now?"
He huffs and presses two hands against his chest, frowning when nothing happens.
"C'mon. I need ya help. Where'd he go?"
He's still in the feed though, looking around frantically, and then down at himself, holding his arms out as if looking for a part of himself that he might be hiding.
"The hell's that guy up to now?"
He huffs and presses two hands against his chest, frowning when nothing happens.
"C'mon. I need ya help. Where'd he go?"