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[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[okay, this time he's deciding to be less of a lazyass with his endless amount of time here, so with legs cross and his back end planted firmly on the bed, he struggles to reach a painful amount of crunches to build up his muscles like a certain someone mentioned he lacked.]

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[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[Seifer isn't exactly all smiles, either, though that isn't as out of place for him.]

... tch.

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[lets his hand drop from the door, then wanders back into the darkness to sit on the edge of the bed.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[if he just stands there he'll look like such a dope, so he elbows that door shut and awkwardly shuffles over. there's still the matter of making amends.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[bumps his temple on Seifer's shoulder, leaning on him.]

Sorry.

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[since moving would disrupt him, he's going to have to be patient for now.]

You're the only kid who ever put up with my crap, anyway.