Word count: around 200

Genre: general

Rating: worksafe

Note: Co-written with Cesia, from an roleplay chatlog that we did a long time ago.


"Touya, have you seen my sock?"

"...no. I don't keep track of your clothes. Why don't you use the drawers for once?"

"I use the drawers for my clean clothes! These socks have been used once already; I can't put them back into the drawer."

"Of course you can't. Really. You just throw them on the floor like a slob all the time. …There is a washing basket by the door."

"Oh, right, I'll go look there."

"…"

"Found it! And now I remember why I only threw one of them away. Stepped on a tube of jam yesterday. Ew. Gotta go find some new socks."

"...why would you look for them if they were already in the basket? They're obviously not fit for wearing if they are in the laundry."

"I forgot about it, ok?! Anyway, I gotta run now."

"You're going to be late."

"I know already. See you later!"

"Mh. Have a nice day. Wait a second, you stepped on—so that was what the dark spot on the rug was! Didn't you tell me you got a cut and had me run around the apartment to fix things for you the whole day?!"

"…ahaha, I reaaally gotta go now. Bye, Touya!"

"Shindou!"