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[turnthebend]

Who: Mello, Matt, and anyone who stumbles across them
What: Searching out Mello
When: Sometime before cycle 3 for the personality switch event ends
Where: Housing Building 3, Room 21
Summary: Matt already voiced his suspicion on what happened to Mello and is on his way to find him. They aren't themselves yet.
Rating: PG-13

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[cicatrized]

The pounding on the door certainly caught Mello off-guard, he squeaked at the loud burst of noise, right hand immediately flying to cover his mouth afterward. He'd been fairly certain that no one would come looking for him, so who could it be? Perhaps the room he'd taken refuge in had a previous owner, one that wanted it back. Removing his hand from his mouth (it hadn't done him much good anyway, the sound had already been uttered), Mello glanced toward the door with wide eyes. Maybe if he ignored the knocking, he could go on with his business. Strips of gauze and various bandages littered the bed, Mello'd been in the process of exchanging the dressings for his wounds with new ones, and had no intention of letting anyone see him in his current state

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Well, there was someone on the other side of the door this time.

"When is it ever a good time for you? Open up already, Mello!" His voice was louder and more demanding than usual. Matt had already but in the effort of being there. As if he was about to turn and simply walk away.

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Oh, that was Matt's voice. Matt's voice. Crap. One of the many reasons that Mello had gone through the trouble of finding an isolated apartment was to avoid his friend, and a whole lot of good that did him.

"Ah! Could you give me a m-moment, then?" Mello asked, though he didn't wait for a reply. He sped up his work, bandaging his arm with record speed, then covering it with the sleeve of his shirt. The soiled bits of gauze and cloth? Hidden under the covers of the bed. All Mello had to do was make it to the door and explain to Matt that he was perfectly fine.

Wincing as he walked (read: limped) to the door, he opened it slowly.

"I wasn't expecting to see you. . ."

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Matt partially complied. A hand had reached for the doorknob before stopping. Instead he'd slammed his palms on either side of the door and stared at the offending barrier. No verbal response came from him.

Door opened, he stepped back and cross his arms.

"Of course you weren't. You thought I'd nicely wait for your next order."

He took a moment to scan the room before focusing on Mello again.