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Soul is currently fixing some clothes that got wrecked up by the last mission. He's sitting on the living rom floor, patches of fabric around him, sets of clothing here and there. He can get the job done with efficiency, he is sure, as long as he is not interrupted. But he's in a hurry, because he does not know when Crona will be home (home, home, the word sound wonderful) and he doesn't want to let him know he does... the domestic stuff... yet.

It's kind of weird, okay? And not cool at all!

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[harmonicalsoul.livejournal.com]

Soul just smiles a little goofily at the last bit - he doesn't care if it makes him look like an idiot at all. "Um," he says. "Sewing, I guess."

[harmonicalsoul.livejournal.com]

Soul laughs nervously, and scratches the back of his neck for a moment.

"...coz that's what I do."

[harmonicalsoul.livejournal.com]

"It is?"

Soul isn't that surprised, actually.

"It's just, there was nobody to do it, and I could, so - "

[harmonicalsoul.livejournal.com]

"If that's what makes you happy," Soul says, "Then I'll step right on down."

[harmonicalsoul.livejournal.com]

Soul just has to hug Crona back, close as he can.

"Now it's not just an apartment," he says. "It's a way awesome home."