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[The camera shows the ceiling of his room and all its varied cracks, and...that's it. Off-camera you can hear Richie shouting at...something and the occasional crash of one thing or another toppling from its usual spot. The camera view shakes once, then stills again.
Fortunately he doesn't actually have that many belongings to break.]
Stay. Still. You fucking COCKROACH.
[Another crash as something shatters into pieces.]
a/n: Someone's room has been invaded by faeries. Well. One, anyway. His door's open, so feel free to stop by if you hear the ruckus!
Fortunately he doesn't actually have that many belongings to break.]
Stay. Still. You fucking COCKROACH.
[Another crash as something shatters into pieces.]
a/n: Someone's room has been invaded by faeries. Well. One, anyway. His door's open, so feel free to stop by if you hear the ruckus!
