*grabs a matchbook from his collection*
*carries a trashcan, hairspray, and matchbook outside to the basketball court*
*sets trashcan on the pavement*
*removes cloak and douses it in hairspray*
*throws cloak in the trashcan and strikes a match*
...consider me a free man after this, Pein. And don't worry about me leaking your so-called secrets. Heh, it's not like you ever told me anything, anyway.
*throws in the match and sets the cloak ablaze*
*watches it burn for a while, then goes back inside*
Bye bye, shitheads.
(OOC: Continuation from this.)
*sets trashcan on the pavement*
*removes cloak and douses it in hairspray*
*throws cloak in the trashcan and strikes a match*
...consider me a free man after this, Pein. And don't worry about me leaking your so-called secrets. Heh, it's not like you ever told me anything, anyway.
*throws in the match and sets the cloak ablaze*
*watches it burn for a while, then goes back inside*
Bye bye, shitheads.
(OOC: Continuation from this.)