Looks like I've been classed as a submissive by accident or someshit, I know right? Me of all people huh! Annnnnyway exciting news for you is that we're gonna be bunking together! ~Yay~ You don't snore do'ya? And if we get actual bunks, I shotgun the top one!!
Anyway, I've not been around for the last few nights as I bumped into an old friend here, been crashing at there's- Dude you should see how the other half live here! It's sooooo unfair! But yea! I'm your roommate, the one and only Gojo Satoru~
[Zoro registers the username (a baseless claim), the terms "roomie" and "submissive" (things he never consented to), and contemplates disregarding the message (doing everyone a favor in the process). But then this stranger — Gojo, he calls himself — brings up beds and weapons in the same sentence. In the end, it's a simple choice.
Zoro serenely places the device between Wado Ichimonji's hilt and his own chest. He rests his head against the pillows.
[ Listen punk, Gojo Satoru is the strongest Jujutsu Sorcerer of his time! Don’t be calling his name a baseless claim unless you’re willing to go toe-to-toe with him! However, the rest of that, sure, he’d agree! He never picked to be submissive nor did he pick to have a roommate but here they are and you’re stuck with him now, unless one of them gets a contract and moves out before the other that is. And honestly, who in their right mind would want someone like Gojo?! He’s a total liability.
For a moment then, Gojo thought he’d called the wrong number or that it had gone straight to voicemail until that unimpressed voice responded. ]
-What? Hey! No that’s not fair!! I’m not even there yet! You can’t anyway! I called shotgun, don’t you know the unspoken rule of calling shotgun my man!? Wanna fight me for it? Rock, paper, scissors? Thumb wars? Ever heard of this dumb game called Hot Hands, Slapsies, Slap Jack, red tomato, slappy-patties?
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I am so sorry for this, Zoro.]Looks like I've been classed as a submissive by accident or someshit, I know right? Me of all people huh! Annnnnyway exciting news for you is that we're gonna be bunking together! ~Yay~ You don't snore do'ya? And if we get actual bunks, I shotgun the top one!!
Anyway, I've not been around for the last few nights as I bumped into an old friend here, been crashing at there's- Dude you should see how the other half live here! It's sooooo unfair! But yea! I'm your roommate, the one and only Gojo Satoru~
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Zoro serenely places the device between Wado Ichimonji's hilt and his own chest. He rests his head against the pillows.
His next words are low and languid.]
. . . I'm already sleeping on the top bunk.
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For a moment then, Gojo thought he’d called the wrong number or that it had gone straight to voicemail until that unimpressed voice responded. ]
-What? Hey! No that’s not fair!! I’m not even there yet! You can’t anyway! I called shotgun, don’t you know the unspoken rule of calling shotgun my man!? Wanna fight me for it? Rock, paper, scissors? Thumb wars? Ever heard of this dumb game called Hot Hands, Slapsies, Slap Jack, red tomato, slappy-patties?
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How old are you.