fyulong: (you want to put what where...!?)
[So Mikage's innocently getting ready to leave the house to pick up some food supplies; he dumps the journal on the floor to get his shoes on, and it flips on just in time to hear a huge crack of thunder (and a shriek; he was startled okay) followed by a sudden downpour right outside the door. Then, a groan.]

A thunderstorm, now? But we're out of noodles...!


[DEFEATED, he retreats to the house couch to sulk watch the rain, which is where housemates can find him.]

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