36th Pret

[tuliphead]

I got a new hot pot under the tree. I threw the other one away...

I don't really want it anymore. Does someone else want it? I don't mind giving it away. I don't think I'll be cooking anything in it for a while. Let me know if you want it. 100% Free.

[You may respond to the phone call or you may see Himeno out on the front steps of 945 Beulah Street, playing with a kendama. She is of course, failing miserably. She's starting to get cross with it, which takes away from how pale and tired she looks. If you stop her long enough, you might take notice that she just doesn't look well at all.

...She's still just a little bit trauma'd by her original Christmas gift.]

Comments

[hispalette.livejournal.com]

[he'd facepalm right now if this wasn't so...terribly...common. Pikachu goes right back to enjoying itself in Himeno's arms as if nothing's happened.]

...I think he likes you. He does that to everyone he likes.

[or it's his way of taking revenge. either, or.]

[white-pretear.livejournal.com]

He...shocks the people he likes.

I'd hate to see what he does to someone he doesn't like.

[hispalette.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure that was a fraction of a volt. For anyone he doesn't like...I'd say he'd go all out and share his usual ten thousand.

[white-pretear.livejournal.com]

[Himeno shivers partially from the though of ten thousand volts, partially as a reaction from her own little shock.]

Well, remind me to stay on his good side, then.