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[Chrono's outside near a clothing line, working on hanging up a ridiculous amount of laundry. Who's laundry is it? Why is there so much? WHO KNOWS! Knowing him he offered to help one person with it and then everyone jumped on the opportunity to be lazy and he was too nice to say no. Whatever the reason, he doesn't seem to mind much--he's humming an off-tune song to himself and working away, as happy as can be.
He finishes hanging up a crisp, white shirt when suddenly his eyes goes wide. There's a person, out there, in the distance! Could it be....YOU?]
[OOC: Or you could come up with a better prompt than this lame one, I don't care. As long as we have something to screw around with and have fun it's cool! =Db]
He finishes hanging up a crisp, white shirt when suddenly his eyes goes wide. There's a person, out there, in the distance! Could it be....YOU?]
[OOC: Or you could come up with a better prompt than this lame one, I don't care. As long as we have something to screw around with and have fun it's cool! =Db]
