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@timburriisms

So what are you supposed to be?

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                           Getting used to having AN ACTUAL JOB was such a  p a i n, even if Todomatsu enjoyed the paychecks and the cute girls, working was -- WORKING WAS A  P A I N,  he had been a NEET for like -- 95% of his life, what did the world expect from him ??  A SUDDEN CHANGE OF MIND ??

Honestly, if there was something he tended to DISLIKE of such a good job, outside of working with various spices and substances that WHO KNOWS WHAT WERE THEY MADE OF  (things of working as a BARISTA and stuff),  there wasn’t nothing much more  n i g h t m a r i s h  than having to spend a turn alone, without your boss or co-workers checking on you, helping you with the customers  ...  Yes, he could take things EASIER when nobody was watching over his shoulder, BUT HE HAD TWICE THE WORK TO DO NOW.

                           A sigh of RELAXATION left the sextuplet’s lips as he opened the back-door to the alley right besides the café, stepping outside.  For the love of Akatsuka-sensei, HE NEEDED SOME FRESH AIR; having a job kept you -- TRAPPED IN ONE SINGLE PLACE FOR  H O U R S,  he had to take advantage of the one single moment he had where no customers needed to be served  (and if he saw anyone entering in the building he would just RUSH back to the counter, no biggie).

He was about to pull his phone out of his uniform’s pocket, but the sound of small steps rushing into that alley and the sight of a young girl CASUALLY HIDING BEHIND THE CAFE’S METALLIC DOOR distracted him from doing so, seeing a group of kids passing by at the same hurried pace seconds later  (LOOKS LIKE THEY HAD MISSED HER) ...

                              Okay -- WHAT DID JUST HAPPEN ??

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⚙ ▓ ‘ => LIKE THE STARTER CALL ’ || @timburriisms

⚙           ❝ What? Nah man I don’t really know what’s going on over there. I tend                      to stay away from giant crowds. Last I heard it was some fight or                      something. Like I know. If I’ve learned one thing it’s that going into                      crowds is like suicide when people show up to split it up. Like yelling                      scatter in a room with no doors. If you wanna go look though, you                      should totally come back here and tell me what’s going on.  ❞

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A monster of a problem

{Closed rp for timburriisms } Perkins stirred on the damp ground, blinking a few times seeing the blue sky and trees around him. As he saw that he was outside he quickly sat up in panic. “Where--” he started to speak before a sharp pain , His head felt like it was hit by a truck. Though when he examined himself there wasn’t any blood or bruises,no sign of a fight. He slowly got up from the ground, readjusting his glasses to see he was deep in a marsh of some sorts? Perkins frowned, he couldn’t think of how he traveled this far out from Norfolk. Was he dragged here by someone? Looking around his surroundings seeing if there was any sign of someone watching him, but there was none the only thing near him was a shack a little aways from him. He couldn’t even feel the presence of another host.

Perkins knew one thing for sure, he needed to find someone and figure out where he was.

He started walking over to the shack not giving much attempt to sneak, as he rounded to the front he took notice to the slightly ajar door. Not wanting to intrude entirely he knocked on the door. “Hello? Is anyone there? I don’t know where I am and I need help..”