THE FUCK IS THE KEY?!

He jogged downstairs. Down to the basement.
He had already burried the suitcase, now he had to get the key.
He had left all the furniture from the rooms here. He would get rid of them as soon as he could sell them, but first he had to get some stuff.
His eyes searched the room until they fell on what he was looking for. The cabinet.
He quickly moved to the cabinet and opened it fast. His hand searched and searched the inside, but he couldn't seem to find it.
The realisation hit him slowly, but brutally. It was gone.
He swept his arm over the shelf pushing all the bottles out, making them break against the hard cold stone floor.
Then it was the cabinet's turn. It fell to the ground with a deafening noice.
"THE FUCK IS THE KEY?!" he screamed. Then he understood. Someone had taken it. Someone who had been in the room. Someone who liked alcohol...

Eric... he thought.

[[OOC NOOO Q~Q DON'T HURT ERIC DX!!! ]]

(Oh fuck! I have a bad feeling about this...)

{OOC: Well, Cindy is watching now XD}

Hey, hey, HEYYYY! Not my fault! Not my fault!

[OOC: LOL I somehow feel like I should be feeling guilty right now XDD]

Somehow, maybe yes Dimi-chéri ;D
Oh dude, I feel the good plot
And thank girl, thank to defend me ;D

ooc: oooo Eric what did you steaaalll :-P

@Wendy: IT'S DIMITRI'S FAULT!

@Eric: Totally is not >.>
.. ssssshhh

@Eric What did you guys do? O__O

@Cody: *cough* ......nothing
Well Eric didn't anyways XDD

@Dimitri: *dulled sigh*
@Cody: Not my fault, all Dimi's fault but I still love him *.*

[[OOC DIMITRI HAS IT! -POINTS TO DIMITRI- DX NOW DON'T KILL MEH DX XDDD funny thing is o-e Poca doesn't know it..CRAP!]]