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[boredom is not an option, so Roxas is in the kitchen with an unpopped bag of popcorn and a pair of scissors. snip snip.]

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[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

Making popcorn?

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[just standing there, leaning against the counter and slowly cutting into the bag. he glances up, tips his head, and then goes back to the task at hand.]

No.

[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

...Then what are you doing with a popcorn bag?

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[takes a moment to look at her out of the corner of his eye.]

...cutting it open.

[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

Before cooking it?

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Yup.

[about halfway through it, he puts the scissors down and squeezes near the edges where he cut. thick, pasty batter and kernels ooze out, and Roxas just looks at it with slight interest. so that's what the inside of a bag of unpopped popcorn looks like.]

..Huh.

[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

Why?

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

'cause I'm bored and no one's going to stop me.

[he turns to hold his hands over the sink, squeezing more of the thick, yellow ooze out.]

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

... what're you doing?

[hello, fish obsessed boy is currently wearing what looks like a seifer's outfit sans the coat and plus a hoodie, a piece of shrimp hanging from his mouth.]

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Cutting open a bag of popcorn.

[there go the scissors, halfway in and sticky with fake, pasty butter.]

Nice...pants.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

It looks kind of gross.

[matter-of-factly.]

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[shrugs, peeling a part of the bag away to look at the goo.]

... I wouldn't eat it.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

My dog did.

[yawns a bit, watching him.]

Makes you kinda think.

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[lifts the bag close to his face and gives it an experimental sniff. doesn't even smell good, so he moves to throw it away. operation discover-what-an-unpopped-bag-of-popcorn-looks-like is now complete.]

Yeah, but don't dogs eat just about anything?

[laughs quietly.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Well, they're not supposed to eat chocolate, but I think they do anyway.

[pause, straightens and looks serious.]

... they don't eat mice, do they?

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[moves towards the table and pulls out a chair, straddling it backwards and leaning his arms against the back of it.]

I don't think so. Why?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

I thought it'd be kind of weird if they did.

[thiiinks.]