i'm always right but what's your perception?

[shooteverything]

[ detention in the bio classroom isn't as bad as it could be. at least there's stuff to look at. heine's gaze trails over the dusty blackboard, the sun coming in through the window, and the old raccoon specimen in a glass case on a high shelf. the sun isn't actually that appealing; he burns too easy to enjoy it.

so: staying inside and cleaning the classroom as punishment is an all right option, all things considered. heine picks up a rag with two fingers from the countertop to hold it under the tap, ready to get started and do a just-barely adequate job so that the teacher won't get on his ass.

there's supposed to be someone else coming in. he glances toward the doorway, checking to see if they've arrived yet. if they're unwelcome company, he can either intimidate them into cleaning by themselves or, worst case scenario, kick them out and just do it alone. ]

Comments

[killectric]

I was hungry...

[He's a growing boy, okay.]

And they taste like chocolate. Besides, what's wrong with sugar? It makes stuff sweet!

[shooteverything]

Not real chocolate.

[ heine shakes his head a little. ]

Fine, whatever. Give me that and I'll go check out.

[killectric]

Real enough! [Hey, that's a victory for him. Killua hands the box over and then just sticks the rest of the very perishable, very refrigerated lunchables onto the nearest shelf. Somebody else can put them back.]

Alright, let's get out of here before my brother shows up again.

[shooteverything]

Okay, okay.

[ heine doesn't even care that killua is ruining some merchandise, he's just about ready to go back to his apartment. he checks out and pays, before he starts walking again. ]