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[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Fuck!

[well, if anyone was near the kitchen in the right corridor they could probably hear glass plates breaking. That's all thanks to Sora, a little emotional wreck that was fuming at the moment.
Sometimes he just has to clean to calm down, he never enjoyed being angry so he went to take care of some dishes. But of course, he's sidetracked by too many thoughts and cursing under his breath as he started picking up the shattered glass that was scattered all over the tile floor.
Rubbing at his watery eyes for a moment before continuing]

I deserve this, this is probably j-just karma....

[why yes, he is talking to himself. Everybody does, right?

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[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

S-Screw you!

[He hissed, letting his glare burn a whole on the other's head. If looks could kill...]

A-And it's none of your God damn business!

[He choked out, wiping furiously at his tears. He broke someone, not something.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

Well it could be my business. If you weren't to much of a pussy to tell me.



And don't break all the plates, some of this stuff's kind of messy.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

I don't think you can comfort or feel sympathy.

[He spat, debating on aiming a plate for the back of Riku's head.]

There are plenty of plates left.

[He grumbled, throwing a few more shards in the trash. Mumbling to himself.]

You just have a lot of problems and would rather take your frustration out on other people then deal with it yourself...

[Picking up more broken plates right now.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

Come on now, why do I have to have problems just because I like to be an asshole to people? Maybe it's just a hobby of mine.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Guilty of the peaches being gone. Throwing the last of the broken plates away.]

Well, I doubt that.
You got pretty ticked off last time I talked to you over a little comment I made.

[Quirks an eyebrow.]

[twilightavarice.livejournal.com]

Yeah well, maybe I've been a little stir-crazy since I got here. I haven't killed anyone in almost a month. It's enough to drive anyone over the edge, you know? ...Well, I guess you wouldn't.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He really wasn't paying attention since he is still currently dealing with his own issues, but he was kind of listening. Though he seemed distant when he spoke, sitting on the floor to mess with one piece of glass he missed.]

So you're going crazy just because you haven't caused enough tears and bloodshed in a while...Guessing you're a murderer or a hitman.

[ooc: ok, good. Because I was cooking dinner anyway xD.]