#doctorchakra

Not many things in life made Nonou want to down a gallon of bleach, but finding out about Kabuto’s internet habits certainly did. Not that she could judge, because she had a few *secret* flashdrives hidden beneath her collection of crucifixes, but judging other people intensely came with the territory of being Catholic.

She adjusted her glasses with a weary sigh straight from the bowels of her tired soul. “You are my child…and I care about you. But some of the things you do aren’t socially-acceptable.” Case in point; Kabuto was standing in front of her in his boxes, awkwardly scratching his head, and wearing some plastic headband from a TV show he enjoyed watching. He blasted his weird techno music at odd hours of the night, and his grades were so mediocre he dropped out of school so he could lay around the house all day flirting with strange men online.

Some people just want to watch the world burn!