( for something so small, he's sure loud. jason winces at the screech, less because of the sound itself and more because - well, if they had been trying to be any kind of stealthy, they aren't now. what's worse for jason, is he's screaming right behind him, and while jason would prefer to make himself a target over this kid(?), he'd like to have been given the choice first, thanks.
luckily for both of them, the room is empty. there is nothing beyond the door way, just four walls painted a soft yellow and a chair resting against the far wall. jason looks inside, pulls the door open as wide as it can go, then tips his head back to the box that isn't doing jack shit to hide him. raises a brow. )
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luckily for both of them, the room is empty. there is nothing beyond the door way, just four walls painted a soft yellow and a chair resting against the far wall. jason looks inside, pulls the door open as wide as it can go, then tips his head back to the box that isn't doing jack shit to hide him. raises a brow. )
Nothing.