[closed]
Who: Japan and Hong Kong.
Where: Japan's apartment.
When: Monday morning, December 5th.
Rating: E for everyone.
Summary: Hong Kong's learned about China's flight from Discedo.
The Log:
'Fortuna... I'm afraid this is goodbye.'
Not Hong Kong's favorite thing to wake up to.
Definitely not Hong Kong's favorite thing to wake up to. When he registered what he was looking at, he immediately flopped back on his bed, trying to open a connection to China's communicator. No response. Feeling oddly frustrated with that, he dragged himself out of bed again and exited his apartment, barefoot and half-dressed, to knock on China's door. Again, no answer. A quick perusal of the apartment revealed the scattered photos and China's abandoned communicator. Now he's sort of frowning.
He reached for his communicator again, then shook his head, thinking better of it. Nope, not going to bother. Sorry in advance for his rudeness, Japan, but instead of giving you a heads-up, he'll just make his way over to your apartment. He doesn't even stop by his apartment again to grab his shoes or anything. In a short while, he's knocking on the other's door....
Where: Japan's apartment.
When: Monday morning, December 5th.
Rating: E for everyone.
Summary: Hong Kong's learned about China's flight from Discedo.
The Log:
'Fortuna... I'm afraid this is goodbye.'
Not Hong Kong's favorite thing to wake up to.
Definitely not Hong Kong's favorite thing to wake up to. When he registered what he was looking at, he immediately flopped back on his bed, trying to open a connection to China's communicator. No response. Feeling oddly frustrated with that, he dragged himself out of bed again and exited his apartment, barefoot and half-dressed, to knock on China's door. Again, no answer. A quick perusal of the apartment revealed the scattered photos and China's abandoned communicator. Now he's sort of frowning.
He reached for his communicator again, then shook his head, thinking better of it. Nope, not going to bother. Sorry in advance for his rudeness, Japan, but instead of giving you a heads-up, he'll just make his way over to your apartment. He doesn't even stop by his apartment again to grab his shoes or anything. In a short while, he's knocking on the other's door....