beanies: (Say WAAAT?!)
BZZZZZT!

AAAGH!!!

Just when I'm freakin'--crap... I hate that place...

[And Seifer's ignoring the fact that his communicator's on, and on his bed, pointed at him, while he angrily shoves clothing into a backpack. After a moment, he picks it up, ready to turn it off.]

BZZZZZZZZZZT!

OW OW OW!

[His door creaks open, as Seifer spins around to see Hayner laughing at him.]

Serves you right for not talking, beanieface.

[Aaaand that temper has flared once again. The communicator's view goes flying, closer and closer--OH HELLO HAYNER'S FACE, Meet Seifer's communicator.]
beanies: (almost quiet)
Bein' this lazy is boring. Last time I broke my arm, it was, what... fifth grade? Punched a brick wall by accident instead of some kid's face. My arm was in a cast for a solid two months... weirdly enough, it's my better punching hand, too.

[He scoffs lightly.]

Guess it was just fate to break the other one, huh. Hopefully it's not gonna take two months with this one. 'cuz... a lot of stuff happens in two months, and I'm not sitting out for another week.

Pry, I'll start my shifts up again tomorrow.

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March 2020

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