For a flat-screen TV - it seemed really, really goddamn heavy. Shinjiro grunted with the effort - he was trying to be gentle at first and not just destroy shit, but - soon enough he's just wrenching up as hard as he could.
"What the hell do they make TVs out of here?" Shinjiro swore once he gave up, scowling at the screen. Flashback over, apparently. Now the kids - who looked more and more like him and Akihiko - were in middle school uniforms.
At least his efforts trying to move the thing distracted everyone from them watching Miki's death. That - that's just a bad time.
This didn't seem much better, but. At least it's only shitty for him. Shinjiro's ears were flat against the top of his beanie, his tail bristled.
Both human and canine body-language said loud and clear that Shinjiro was furious - but he only clenched his fists, slowly released them, and took a deep breath. Shinjiro shook his head, as if to clear it.
"Fine. Guess there's not a lot we can do 'bout this shit anyway." Shinjiro finally went to flop back down on the couch. "Yours was just - pranks you pulled?"
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"What the hell do they make TVs out of here?" Shinjiro swore once he gave up, scowling at the screen. Flashback over, apparently. Now the kids - who looked more and more like him and Akihiko - were in middle school uniforms.
At least his efforts trying to move the thing distracted everyone from them watching Miki's death. That - that's just a bad time.
This didn't seem much better, but. At least it's only shitty for him. Shinjiro's ears were flat against the top of his beanie, his tail bristled.
Both human and canine body-language said loud and clear that Shinjiro was furious - but he only clenched his fists, slowly released them, and took a deep breath. Shinjiro shook his head, as if to clear it.
"Fine. Guess there's not a lot we can do 'bout this shit anyway." Shinjiro finally went to flop back down on the couch. "Yours was just - pranks you pulled?"