6th Broken Illusion [Backdated to Christmas Morning]

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Phone : Drone Filter ]
After all the tricks, does this place really expect me to open a box sitting innocently under the Christmas tree I didn't even help set up, just because it has my name on it?

[ There is a pause as he considers it. ] Right. I didn't think so.


((OOC: Action open to housemates and/or any guests for that morning, or anyone who would reasonably stop by 840 Hastings.))

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[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ He shrugged a shoulder. ] Eh, it's okay. Like I told someone else, it'd be weird to have things from home just randomly show up. I mean, if this town wants us to settle in so badly, why bring in reminders like that? Seems pretty stupid to me. [ Even if it CAN be handy.

Get it? Handy? ]

Do I look like a guy who worries about hair-ties? [ Running hand through his spikey, short black hair emphatically. ]

[abovelions]

You do have a point. [she touches her pulled back hair- now that she thinks about it, it is pretty strange to have something from home when home is still so far away.]

Then what do you normally want? For this holiday, I mean.

[punch_illusions_get_harem]

[ Ah crud. Time for the questions he only has vague answers to because he honestly has no clue.

Though it's not like she can figure that out, on her own, if she had a conversation with others from home, it could be awkward for him. What to do; what to say...? ]

I lived by myself in the dorms the past couple of years, so I didn't really think much about it. [ Touma stood up and stretched his arms out above his head. ] Didn't plan on making a big deal out of it here, either, to tell you the truth.