who we are

It's been four years since the Wednesday that changed their lives. Their apartment is scarcely furnished, with a roof that leaks on stormy days and a stove-top where half the burners don't work, but it's theirs, which is the important part. Their television had an unfortunate incident with a magnet when they were moving it out of Shisui's old place, so only half of the picture is clear—the other side of it glows in rainbow hues on good days and crawls with static on the bad, but that's okay too because they don't really watch much tv. Not being able to afford cable has something to do with that, and the DVDs they have stashed away on their ghetto video case are so obscure that they never really come to an agreement.