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[trashed]

[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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[trashed]

Because this place keeps putting me in them!

[Huff huff.]

[positivelycharged]

Does that mean if you stand here long enough you'll suddenly be in a trash can again?

[important question!!!]

[trashed]

[BAH--]

No! It's only when I go through door ways.

[Why is he explaining this anyway??]

[positivelycharged]

......So you can stay and have a snack before you leave, right?

[he's explaining because he loves Florian of course!!]

[trashed]

I don't want a snack! I just want to get out of here!

[Maybe not.]

[positivelycharged]

But if you're going to keep getting stuck in trash cans all day you'll get hungry eventually.

...Maybe I could try going through the window too.

[trashed]

[What the???]

You stay here, I'm going to be the one to go. And I'm not hungry!

[:|]

[positivelycharged]

But you'll be hungry later! Everyone gets hungry eventually. And your next trash can might not be in a kitchen. [wise nod.]

[trashed]

Who cares where I end up? I've lost my appetite, anyway.

[Ending up in all those trash cans...]

[positivelycharged]

Um...I care, kind of. And maybe you too? I wouldn't want to end up in more trash if I was you.

[trashed]

Of course I don't want to be in more trash! I meant where I ended up if I got into another trash can.

[Duh. But you could've been more clear, Sync.]

That's why I'm going through the window.

[positivelycharged]

Oh right.

...I want to go too!

[trashed]

No, you're staying here. The last thing I need is you following me around.

[positivelycharged]

...Are you sure?

[trashed]

I wouldn't have said it if I wasn't sure.

[positivelycharged]

I wouldn't get in your way or anything though, I promise!

[trashed]

[8|]

No.

[And he's just. Heading towards the window now.]

[positivelycharged]

[;A;]

Pleeeeaaaassseeeeee....!

[As if drawing out the please will make it more effective.]

[trashed]

[But that just makes it more irritating, to be honest.]

No.

[Opening the window and starting to climb out of it...]

[positivelycharged]

[...Well. Fine then. Is it possible for pouting to be audible? Maybe just a particularly long aaawwwwww...as he plops down on a chair in defeat.]

[trashed]

[GOOD. STAY THERE.

He's just going to. Jump out the window now. Later, Florian!]