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Satoshi is still running around screaming, until he crashes into a cupboard, smashing the door and falling inside of it.
 
"High? That was not high. All I wanted was to help fix my paranoia, and I ended up depressed as hell. I don't know what happened to you, but I did not feel happy."
 
"High? That was not high. All I wanted was to help fix my paranoia, and I ended up depressed as hell. I don't know what happened to you, but I did not feel happy."

"Paranoia?" I actually know very little about everyone else here... Maybe I should learn more!
 
"Well, this was an interesting bonding experience, but could everyone please leave? I need to be alone right now..."

(the day Penny accidentally started a black market for drugs in the institute lol)

- - - Post Merge - - -

"And you can fix that cupboard, Tonguelet Guy. Or whatever your name may be."
 
"Wahh.." Satoshi sobbed, dragging the remains of the cupboard outside. He was too lazy to build it, so he cried instead.
 
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"Blublublublub..." Satoshi was swallowing all the tears, streaming down his face like waterfalls, because he was still too lazy to build it, so he dragged it into his room and covered it in weird things. "Problem solved." He laughed, going to the cafeteria for chocolate milk.
 
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When I get to my room I get my penknife and (don't want to trigger people so censored I guess). Feeling better I decide to go on a walk around the complex
 
Satoshi returned to his room, drinking chocolate milk. His eyes widened. Why the hell was I crying over a cupboard? He laughed in his mind.
 
When I have finished my walk I decide to check on Penny to see if she is ok, I make my way to her dorm and knock on her door
 
(No, I don't think you missed anything big.)
Satoshi woke up, his head resting on his shoulder, as he fell asleep sitting on his bed. He tried to move his head, but it hurt his neck like hell. After the ache went he climbed out of bed. He decided he would fix the cupboard, but he wasn't a very experienced builder, and would probably mess up. "I think this goes here.." He mutters to himself, his jet black hair kept getting in the way of his eyes, so he constantly had to brush it out with his hands.
 
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