♞ 002 | Control is not his strong suit

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[ Shinjiro has kept himself locked away in his room for the past day, alternately pacing, growling, and throwing random tantrums that ended with cartons of milk strewn about his room from the closet and other similar refuse of vain attempts at slaking his hunger.

He's kept calm simply by reminding himself this was all the mansion, as Arisato had told him, this was someone's memory, and it would all be over.

...but when? He doesn't know how much longer he can take this.

When he speaks, there's a low, inhuman growl behind his words. ]

It's one of those event things, right? How the fuck long do they last, anyway?

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[He almost goes after her, but decides he's probably done enough damage. He clenches his jaw against the burning need for what flowed through her veins and took himself back to his room.

But he didn't miss the dent in the wall.]