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"How about this" Nakotori stood up and walked towards a small cupboard, which had a wooden sign labled "CRAFT CUBBOARD" (FIRST OFF HE SPELT CUPBOARD WRONG!" what are we doing??? Playdough therapy...
"This game is called ice breaker, family version" Nakotori sat down and placed the box on the dining table we had been sitting at.
The old guy opened the box and pulled out a slip of paper, "You read the question, and everyone playing must answer, you up for it?"
"um- i guess?" what the hell is going on?!
"ok- question- what is your favourite food?" Mr. Nakotori read out.
The old guy considered the question for a moment, "stew is good"
"Stew?" i say, i don't mean to sound as disgusted as i do.
Nakatori raised a brow "alright, what's your favourite food?" he asks in a tone that suggests we were prepairing to fight to the death.
"erm- Katsudon, or maybe Ramen... I like Japanese food" I answer.
Nakotori smiles satisfied by my answer.
"Ok question- what sport do you play/have you played- I used to do martial arts" Nakatori reads than answers the question.
"Soccer" i answer without a beat.
"Question- what is your favourite movie?" Nakotori hesitated "Hmm- i dont watch movies much"
"erm- " What movies do i like? The only movies ive really watched are waaaaaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy to cringe to share (well actually the movies arent bad i just dont want to admt i like rom-coms) So i just said the first action movie that popped into my head, "Uncharted"
"Hmmm- Well next question..."
"Why are we doing this?" i finally blurted.
"Not having fun? alright, what would you like to do?
"I-I dont know..." Was the only answer i had to offer.
"Would you like to see the room your staying in?" Nakotori finally asked.
"Erm- sure i guess, yeah." i didn't mean to sound so ungrateful, but it comes out that way.
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The room is fucking huge!
Its pretty plain though, dark grey walls, hardwood floors a bed in one corner, i desk on the far wall to the right. and closed closet doors.
"We can go shopping anytime, perhaps find some decoration you like, or a bed spread, or anything you want really."
I drew a blank, this guy.... wanted to buy me stuff?
I've spent ten years hopping from home to home, and I've only been here for maybe an hour, but its the most pampered I've ever been by a foster parent.
"take a seat hmm?" Nakotori said gesturing to my bed, once i sat he sat beside me.
"I have of course made the decision to send you to school" I swear my freaking heart has stopped beating. "I was wondering if you would like to enter the ninth grade, or if you would prefer going back a grade or two so you can catch up" He said it do kindly, but ive never felt like hitting an old man as much as i do now. If i have to go- i would weather be with people my age..." Maybe i can just force myself to read better before i get to school? I don't even know how school works... "Ok, so.... how about i set up a meeting maybe this weekend with the school's principle, because its already a month into the year, we can talk about getting you in" With that the old guy stood and left. H left me alone in my room, where i immediately began to freak out...