kümme // 10
A: 946 Beulah Street
[Housemates will notice their apparent teenaged son is even more withdrawn than usual. That has something to do with the package of books, dropped off as an anonymous Christmas present earlier in the week. They're all books he's read, at least once, but they're all in his language, which he's been so deprived of he can't help locking himself up in his room to reread them all.
You will, however, occasionally find him in the kitchen fighting to keep three of his mochi pets in line and fed. This seems to require a fair deal of shouting and crashing around. Don't worry, though, he always cleans up after them.]
B: Phone
Whoever left the books out for me the other day, I... I want to thank you. If it was some sort of bribe to win me over, I can't say how well it worked, but since I have reason to believe they weren't from the post office, I feel safe in just saying... [He trails off, obviously uncomfortable. Why is everything so hard.] I appreciate them.
And if anyone wants to borrow a good piece or two of Estonian literature, just let me know. I can part with them for a few days, so long as you don't fold the pages.
((ooc: due to the event, Estonia is now more or less from a world where Lithuania and Russia never existed, for the record!))
[Housemates will notice their apparent teenaged son is even more withdrawn than usual. That has something to do with the package of books, dropped off as an anonymous Christmas present earlier in the week. They're all books he's read, at least once, but they're all in his language, which he's been so deprived of he can't help locking himself up in his room to reread them all.
You will, however, occasionally find him in the kitchen fighting to keep three of his mochi pets in line and fed. This seems to require a fair deal of shouting and crashing around. Don't worry, though, he always cleans up after them.]
B: Phone
Whoever left the books out for me the other day, I... I want to thank you. If it was some sort of bribe to win me over, I can't say how well it worked, but since I have reason to believe they weren't from the post office, I feel safe in just saying... [He trails off, obviously uncomfortable. Why is everything so hard.] I appreciate them.
And if anyone wants to borrow a good piece or two of Estonian literature, just let me know. I can part with them for a few days, so long as you don't fold the pages.
((ooc: due to the event, Estonia is now more or less from a world where Lithuania and Russia never existed, for the record!))