blinks, yawning. "Yes?"

looks at one and shrugs. "Riots in my streets. It's nothing bad."

shrugs again. "I think it's a bunch of stores being broken."

winces some. "Money. The EU. It's a mess."

yawns and shakes himself. "We're blaming the government. With violence." He smiles at that.

chuckles. "Tell me something I don't know."

nods. "If you say so. But I missed you as well."

hugs him, wincing a bit as a his cheek becomes scratched. "... That hurt..."

((private for you two or may Kiku join?))

(I'm gonna say Private?)

nods, holding the cut. "I think so."

nods, shrugging. "All right. You might not be able to do anything about the bruise though."

(( I can understand if you to want some time together in your normal bodies))

(YES)

((have fun))

(*magnificent clap of joy*)

watches him before saying, "There's nothing in there."

scratches his head, smiling a bit. "Because I've used them on the cats."

yawns again and sits. "I've been meaning to. Sorry."

nods, leaning on the table. "Yeah. I'll sleep."

snores before he's out the door.

groans, covering his eyes. "No."

doesn't want to wake up and squints. "What."

holds up his arm, going back to sleep again.

winces and hisses at the stinging, but still snores.

blinks slowly, finally waking up. "That hurts."

looks over himself before sitting up to holds his other arm out. "Only a couple."

nods. "They want to blame my head and now my head hurts."

nods slowly, closing his eyes to breathe.

pats the cut on his cheek. "That's the last one."

he could sleep then. (I'll be here!)

blinks and touches it. "There's not a funky pattern on it, is there?"

nods. "No, if you were like this, I'd get one with flowers or something on it."

confused. "Why painkillers? I can deal with pain."

rubs his forehead, frowning. "Try then."

rubs his eye, trying not to yawn. "I know."

groans, moving away from his hand. "They bark too loud."

blinks, confused for a bit before laughing. "He's cute. Dunno if he's a stray or not though."

nods. "He's just too stupid to get out of the way."

rolls his eyes before yawning again. "Stupid dog. If I didn't know any better, I'd say that it's yours."

shrugs, leaning against the table again. "Whatever. You had no problem years ago."

yawns. "Love disguised with hate maybe."

smiles. "It's always contagious."

bows his head, "Thank you."

winces, holding his head. "Please don't. It hurts. And you are a mother-killer."

closes his eyes, trying to sleep then. "Pills later."

grunts when a cat jumps on him. He pets it slowly, half asleep.

rolls over, snoring.

(GO MAN)

((i thought you left already sillly)