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jadusabl3-blog · 11 years
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There was an uneasy feeling in Jad's gut that told him that he should leave, but he shook it away, taking the glass of orange juice and turning just in time to see something move around on the floor. Blinking, he shook his head and furrowed his brow, walking on back to his room and flipping the light on, sitting the glass on the table beside the bowl.
Taking a deep breath as he sat back down on his bed, he picked the remote up and turned the television off, running his tongue along the inside of his bottom lip and laying back on a pile of pillows he had fixed up for gaming.
Something wasn't right.
— While the man was doing his day-to-day impulses; a familiar spirit was watching him through his laptop screen. Unnoticeable, yet still there. He wondered how the man could be so content right now, —not at the fact that a particular glitch was peering over him, but that his life could be in grave danger if he didn’t wrap his mind around it soon. 
Seeing Jad get up from seat caught BEN’s attention. Did he really not know what the Moon Children had planned for him? This was not a fate that could be accepted this easily. Especially for someone like Jad. As he disappeared from the glitch’s sight, he slowly merged himself out from the screen. His small physique only just fitting through the frame of it. He managed to set foot into the man’s room, eyeing at his belongings for a second before following the sound of the kitchen fridge open and close.  He didn’t quite make it to view. He teleported to the back of the table that Jad leaned against, ducking behind it. “…”
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jadusabl3-blog · 11 years
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Sitting in his room alone with a video game controller and an empty bowl of Cheerios sitting on the nightstand beside his bed, Jad concentrated on the game before him. Even though he vowed to never play Majora's Mask again, he currently had his gaze locked on another game of the series, Twilight Princess, and was currently confused with the task at hand.
Running in circles on the game, he felt himself start to get dizzy and decided to pause it and put the controller down, shaking his head. Standing from his seat, he slowly walked to the kitchen, taking a glass from the cabinet and sitting it on the counter top, moving to get orange juice from the fridge.
Putting the carton away, he sighed and took a few slow sips of the liquid, leaning back on the table.
"Eh.. It's probably nothing."
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