29 Chimera Court - Friday Evening

[konoha_flash]

Yondaime pushed buttons on the laptop as he sat on the couch in the living room, completely ignoring the television. The laptop was playing a song that sounded very similar another one, or was it the other song it sounded like?

"No wonder I never remember any of these songs, they all sound the same!" He mummbled.

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[mouthy_merc]

"No, no," Wade replied, attempting to sew still. He'd get this damn thing figured out. Oh. He would. "That's just crappy song writing."

[konoha_flash]

"Or they're all written by the same person who needs to branch out more?" He smirked and looked up. "What are you working on anyways?"

[mouthy_merc]

"I'm attempting needlepoint," Wade informed him, only managing to jab himself in the finder again. "And so help me, I will melt down all the needles I find if it doesn't stop that."

[konoha_flash]

Yondaime glanced up at Wade with a raised eyebrow. "Is it a kit of some sort and... where in the hell did you decide to take up needlepoint?"