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[Private // Shizu Only]
What the fuck?
[After having awoken and came to the realization that this was, in fact, neither the dormitory nor the Shidou estate--it was far too middle class even in comparison to the dormitory--Mariya climbed out of bed. The first explanation that came to mind: kidnappers. Why not? Being rich beyond belief leads one to have that threat dangling over them to a certain extent.
The alternative was blame Kanako, but even she wasn't capable of somehow screwing up so badly that Mariya would end up in some suburb without any memory as to how. Well, no. She was, in fact, fully capable of screwing up that badly, but Mariya knew, at the very least, had it been Kanako's fault, he would not be finding himself in men's clothing of all things.
Crappy men's clothing at that.]
Son! If you're awake, go get your sister.
What. Christ, okay, not kidnappers holding me for ransom, but completely fucking insane kidnappers trying to pretend I'm their kid? Alright, whatever. Where the Hell is Matsurika? Bitch! She should be here! Damn it.
Whatever, screw you people. I'm the last person capable of developing Stockholm Syndrome. I'll just go check out this supposed sister. Maybe she'll be another kidnapped person and know what's going on.
[In the horrible boy's clothes, Mariya finds his way to where this 'sister' was likely supposed to be sleeping. If this were another kidnapped person trying to be manipulated by these insane kidnappers, then Mariya would have a possible source of information, someone to assist in a breakout, or at least a meatshield in case these insane people turned out to be violent (and they usually were in movies).
Of course, all of that sort of went down the drain when he opened the door and stepped into the room only to find his actual real genuine sister laying in bed. In women's clothing.
Dumbfounded, Mariya could only stare.]
What the fuck?
[After having awoken and came to the realization that this was, in fact, neither the dormitory nor the Shidou estate--it was far too middle class even in comparison to the dormitory--Mariya climbed out of bed. The first explanation that came to mind: kidnappers. Why not? Being rich beyond belief leads one to have that threat dangling over them to a certain extent.
The alternative was blame Kanako, but even she wasn't capable of somehow screwing up so badly that Mariya would end up in some suburb without any memory as to how. Well, no. She was, in fact, fully capable of screwing up that badly, but Mariya knew, at the very least, had it been Kanako's fault, he would not be finding himself in men's clothing of all things.
Crappy men's clothing at that.]
Son! If you're awake, go get your sister.
What. Christ, okay, not kidnappers holding me for ransom, but completely fucking insane kidnappers trying to pretend I'm their kid? Alright, whatever. Where the Hell is Matsurika? Bitch! She should be here! Damn it.
Whatever, screw you people. I'm the last person capable of developing Stockholm Syndrome. I'll just go check out this supposed sister. Maybe she'll be another kidnapped person and know what's going on.
[In the horrible boy's clothes, Mariya finds his way to where this 'sister' was likely supposed to be sleeping. If this were another kidnapped person trying to be manipulated by these insane kidnappers, then Mariya would have a possible source of information, someone to assist in a breakout, or at least a meatshield in case these insane people turned out to be violent (and they usually were in movies).
Of course, all of that sort of went down the drain when he opened the door and stepped into the room only to find his actual real genuine sister laying in bed. In women's clothing.
Dumbfounded, Mariya could only stare.]