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He didn’t particularly like much of anything anymore. Sure he was free, but it didn’t make things better. It just meant he didn’t have to worry about getting beaten up by an asshole cop. Yay.
He plopped his ass down onto one of his cushions and looked around his apartment. It was quiet...
“Sheesh. You mean I miss him?” He was getting really soft, gross.
It didn’t take long before he was back on his feet. With some difficulty he shoved himself through his small television and let the weightlessness of going to the TV world take him.
It was a nice change from the rush of everyday, but almost as soon as it began it was done. Looking around Magatsu-Inaba, he couldn’t help but relax. Funny how the fucky place that came out of his brain would feel more like home than his actual place.
He pauses and takes a really deep breath before holding out his hand. It was working the last time, with the brat. So why not now... aha! The card appeared in his palm and he smiled a little as his persona’s image appeared on it.
The grin that forms on his lips as he crushes the card is a little creepy. The pain he used to feel from summoning him anywhere and everywhere is all but numb now, but the rush is what fuels him.