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[Luceti is just bent on torturing him. If he ever got any major gain, he'd just end up getting pulled back down to earth.

HAHAHA SEE WHAT I DID THERE--

Anyway.

He's having just a bit of bad luck today, seeing as how...well, every time he tries to walk through a doorway, he ends up in a trashcan. It'd happened several times already, and as of yet he hadn't exactly been caught by anyone.

But it was getting really annoying. Whatever Luceti was doing now needed to knock it off.

However, as he tries to enter his own apartment again...

He finds himself in another trash can. Where is he this time? Outside your house? Inside your house? In the trash can underneath the sink...?

Either way, I hope the trash can's not too dirty! Don't freak out too much, either. He won't bite.

Wait, yes he will.

...Engage at your own risk?]

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[GEE THANKS FOR HELPING HIM UP.

No really it's okay, he probably wouldn't accept it anyway. He's just...going to try to get out on his own now.]

I didn't mean to get in here! This stupid place is driving me crazy!

[The real question is: when is it not?]

[they just want to make his life even more of a living hell than it was before. It's like a vicious cycle: he tries to leave, he gets stuck into another one of House One's trash cans.

He doesn't know which is worse - showing up in other peoples' trash cans or finding himself in theirs.]

Great. This is all just great.

[he's just. Trying to get out of it now...]

[ Luckily Arietta did not just dump garbage into the trash can! But she was right outside the room, and jumps when the sudden sound of the kitchen trash can falling over as Sync appears in it meets her ears. Slowly she peeks her head into the kitchen. ]

Asch? Is that you?

[ Are you hurting yourself on things ~~again~~?

[Rachel was just wiping a few leftover teacake crumbs into the trashcan, but huh. She didn't remember throwing anything green away... or, y'know, vaguely person shaped.

... just going to casually wipe more crumbs into the trashcan now. n_n]

[OH EW GROSS glkhdfg this is not even cool.

He yells when the cereal gets dumped on him, and he thrashes so hard he tumbles right out of the garbage can and onto the floor.

Isn't that great?]

[OH GOOD that makes one of the very few people who has dumped trash on...well, trash.

Great. It was Arietta. So he's desperately trying to find something that he can hide his face with, because he doesn't exactly want her to find out who he was like this.

He's not going to respond, because that'll give away that he's here too.]

[OH MAN SO RUDE RACHEL. But then again this is Rachel, after all...]

Hey! Cut that out!

[Why is he even bothering at this point--]

If I knew, would I be here?

[Just. This isn't cool at all.]

Really? I didn't notice. Why else would I in the trash??

[Oh man she's so cheery. He's going to melt or something.]

I'm just fine. Being in a trash can is very comfortable.

[She could probably just hear the sarcasm dripping from his voice. He's just going to be getting out of the trash can now...]

Of course I mean coming out of trash cans!

[He's not going to take it, because he's just a jerk. He's going to get out of it by himself, thank you.]

[Well that's good. Then he doesn't have to educate him that much.]

I'm fine. [He's not exactly the nicest person ever, so he starts climbing out of the trash can by himself.] I don't need your help.

[isn't he lucky?]

I'm fine. I don't need anything. [He's getting out of the trash can now, trying his best not to trip.

Yep, this sucked.]

[You know what. You know what?

For that, he's going to knock the trash can over and make sure the trash gets all over the floor.

Including him. It's a little immature, sure, but that's what Asch gets for slamming the trash can lid on his head.]

[...]

[If Ion were anyone else, given this is Sync, he could probably have come up with a witty response to that.]

[But as it stands, he's just going to awkwardly take a step back and extend a hand.]

...do you need any help?

I'm sure it is. [Not making any attempts to stop him as she makes her way to the other side of the room with the book she had been reading, he might bite her if she tried.]

How many times does that make it now that you've appeared here?

Well...maybe you meant something else.

[He can't think of what, but it's a possibility. Also wow, rude. He'll just stoop down on the ground nearby and watch you struggle then. With his delicious pilfered cookie.]

Oh...that's a bit of an adamant flavor to have, but if you insist.

[So he retracts the hand and steps back a little to give you room to try to pull yourself out on your own.]

[Wow, rude. Now Ginji will have to clean up a big mess :(]

You don't have to take your misfortune out on my house.

[Surprise had overcome him!!! But now he's going to go ahead and grab Sync's hands to help pull him out. HEEEEAVE]

Didn't mean to? I-Is this part of the experiment that's going on? [Putting people in trashcans... you're so rude Malnosso :|]

[...Her trash can just started yelling. WELP.

Norma jumps back out of pure horror, uttering a loud yell of her own, and grabs a frying pan from the stove. She doesn't think before she swings it downward with all her might. All Norma knows is that strange things are happening and she's not taking any chances this time. Especially not with Sophie in the next room, who's probably going to come running when she hears Norma scream like that.

Incoming! Again.]

[Oh. There's a green person in some random garbage can she was passing by (and possibly inspecting to see if there was any thrown out food, but that's gross)

...This green person seems kind of familiar.]

Are you looking for food in there too?

Oh my, I believe my garbage is telling me to stop throwing away garbage. Whatever shall I do with this predicament? [C'mon Sync this is a lost cause...]

[...Yeah dude, you probably don't want to be strangled again.

He's just. Going to pick himself up and start brushing himself off. He's ignoring the hand that Ion is extending on purpose, because. Well. He's a jerk.]

No. [Plain and simple, right? At least he's not in enough of a foul mood to try to get into another fight.

...

Also that would've been a bad idea anyway, considering the house he was in.] I could get up by myself.

[Probably. He's glad she knows that much, at least.]

Who knows. It got old the first time.

[He's successful in getting out of the trash, and he brushes himself off and eyes the door to the room.

...Would it even be worth it to try?]

Would you at least like to wash up before you leave?

[Bro, you are all kinds of covered in garbage right now. Is he really going to try and walk home like that?]

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