[ The video kicks on this time, and it's just Ichigo with his chin propped on his fist. He's not bothering with locks, and what not since Genero has made it pretty obvious those filters weren't keeping anything private. ]
Gonna skip over the crap about ten year's worth of memories screwing with my friends. [ But the look on his face says he's sure
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And she's got this meager pile of laundry under one arm when she opens her closet door.]
..Ichigo, what did you do to my closet?!
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Uwah! W-what?! I didn't do anything!
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What's goin on?
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[Her dresses are on the floor now because she's pointing at the open door. Just hours ago, it was the same futon stuffed on top of the middle shelf as before. A pillow, a few well-worn manga, sketchbook and markers tucked into corners.
But now, from the open door, light spills out into the bedroom. Gone are the shelves, the bedding, the walls. Beyond the plywood door on its tracks, is a whole other room, about the size of this bedroom, fitted with a mattress and boxspring on the floor with sheets and pillows, shelves, dressers, hardwood floors and rugs, and a little drawing desk with a whole set of markers sitting organized in a caddy. On the far right side is a door leading off to another room.]
What is this!?
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You sound like you've been here a while. Mind if I ask you a few questions?
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[ Derp. ]
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