[Ichimatsu isn't exactly in any state to protest - at the moment, anyway - and can only sputter and flail as he's dumped straight under the running water. That water is a godsend, however, and before he can register it he's gulped several mouthfuls through his... neck... again. Oh, oh he can breathe. Sort of. This isn't very comfortable, but he lies there in a daze anyway. Not like he's ever let discomfort stop him before.
That's when he realizes the tub isn't filling, and really, how stupid can his brother be??]
Uuuugh... Shittymatsu... the drain...
[Ichimatsu mutters it as he throws an arm over his eyes, wondering how long he's going to suffer this... whatever this weird condition is. Hopefully not too much longer, and then he can throttle Karamatsu properly.]
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That's when he realizes the tub isn't filling, and really, how stupid can his brother be??]
Uuuugh... Shittymatsu... the drain...
[Ichimatsu mutters it as he throws an arm over his eyes, wondering how long he's going to suffer this... whatever this weird condition is. Hopefully not too much longer, and then he can throttle Karamatsu properly.]