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Who: Hisoka Kurosaki and Yutaka Watari
When: continuation of THIS thread
Where: Watari's apartment
Watari opened the door to the apartment then made sure it stayed open for Hisoka. "Come on in." He offered before kneeling down to take his boots off. The room was sparse and held very little "homie" touches. There might be a few pictures laying out on different surfaces, but that was about the only spark of personality in the room.
"I'm . . . going to change into some other clothes. Make yourself at home. I'll be right back." The scientist said as he stood up. Walking back to the room he checked the thermostat then turned the heat on. Since he was hardly here the temperature was never right when he actually did come here. Not only that, but Watari was always cold.
After fixing the thermostat he walked to his bedroom. When he checked his closet he found just a few articles of clothing. Most of them had ended up in the laboratory or in the bag he'd brought over to Muraki's house. That thought caused his knees to buckle and the scientist dropped to his bed covering his face. He shivered a bit running his hand through his hair. "Damn . . . " Following the mutter he dropped back on the bed closing his eyes.
When: continuation of THIS thread
Where: Watari's apartment
Watari opened the door to the apartment then made sure it stayed open for Hisoka. "Come on in." He offered before kneeling down to take his boots off. The room was sparse and held very little "homie" touches. There might be a few pictures laying out on different surfaces, but that was about the only spark of personality in the room.
"I'm . . . going to change into some other clothes. Make yourself at home. I'll be right back." The scientist said as he stood up. Walking back to the room he checked the thermostat then turned the heat on. Since he was hardly here the temperature was never right when he actually did come here. Not only that, but Watari was always cold.
After fixing the thermostat he walked to his bedroom. When he checked his closet he found just a few articles of clothing. Most of them had ended up in the laboratory or in the bag he'd brought over to Muraki's house. That thought caused his knees to buckle and the scientist dropped to his bed covering his face. He shivered a bit running his hand through his hair. "Damn . . . " Following the mutter he dropped back on the bed closing his eyes.