[This could be the pot calling the kettle black; Nara Shikamaru is no example of someone who doesn't worry over his friends, for all his laid-back appearances.
And at the same time... He doesn't miss a beat, with a drawl that's becoming a little monotonous.]
It's an exhaustive activity, for something with so little productive output.
[Kind of like this store business. Shikamaru eyes the basement he's in with a frown, from where he's seated himself on the floor. He came here to work, but hasn't done anything more productive than locking himself in.]
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[This could be the pot calling the kettle black; Nara Shikamaru is no example of someone who doesn't worry over his friends, for all his laid-back appearances.
And at the same time... He doesn't miss a beat, with a drawl that's becoming a little monotonous.]
It's an exhaustive activity, for something with so little productive output.
[Kind of like this store business. Shikamaru eyes the basement he's in with a frown, from where he's seated himself on the floor. He came here to work, but hasn't done anything more productive than locking himself in.]