@GoblinKing
I can just come over there
Damien picked up his own phone.
bruh like ok that works but you could???????? ask first
I can just come over there
Damien picked up his own phone.
bruh like ok that works but you could???????? ask first
Yeah
Rowan put his phone down and kept eating. "I really don't care where I go, to be honest…"
"You can stay here, I trust Cliff enough." Damien rubbed his eyes.
Rowan nodded. "Alright… I won't destroy anything, don't worry."
"Sure, sure." Damien finished another couple bites before speaking again. "Hey, soooo. I got work around 3 PM."
"Today?" Rowan asked, stopping eating for a second. "What am I going to do?"
"Shit, no, sorry- I meant tomorrow. Sorry." Damien shook his head. "Not today."
Rowan breathed a quiet sigh of relief and nodded. "Cool… cool." He kept eating. "Now what?"
"I'm tired as hell. Might go to sleep soon." Damien responded, forking another few bites of food into his mouth. "Probably just gonna watch Netflix or something in my room."
Rowan nodded again. "What're you gonna watch?" He asked, finishing his food and bringing his bowl to the sink.
"Y'know that show Midnight Gospel or whatever?" Damien took his dishes to the sink as well, rinsing them out before sticking them in the dishwasher.
"Uh… no, but it sounds interesting." Rowan shrugged and adjusted his grip on his crutches. "What's it about?"
"It's good. Basically it's like- -uh- I mean, it's really just like 20-30 minute podcasts. Just.. animated. Th first episode is just about recreational drugs, but it's set in this VR zombie apocalypse? That's the best way I can explain it." Damien shrugged. "Chill show. I like it."
Rowan nodded. "I mean, alright. Sounds cool enough." He yawned a bit and glanced around. "Wanna do that now?" He asked.
"Yeah. I do." Damien nodded, putting the rest of the dishes into the dishwasher. He walked them back to his room, scooping up Ginger like a baby on the way to carry her in.
Rowan followed Damien back to the room and sat down on the bed. "C'mere, Ginger." He whistled softly and patted the bed beside him.
Damien plopped down onto the bed, pulling his laptop from the space between his mattress and his wall. He pulled a large blanket around himself, leaving enough for Rowan if he wanted to use it.
Rowan shifted around until he was comfortable, petting Ginger when she hopped up onto the bed.
Damien pulled up the show, putting on the first episode and snuggling down into the bed until he was comfortable.
Rowan watched curiously for a bit, eventually ending up with his head on Damien's shoulder. He was tired and he enjoyed the closeness, so who fucking cared, right?
Damien jumped slightly, but he quickly melted into it, his own head drifting over to partially lean on Rowan. This show clearly chilled him out, based on how he was essentially silent except for his breathing.
Rowan smiled softly and kept watching the show. He wasn't too invested in it, honestly, but it was nice to see Damien enjoying it.
Damien looked like he was about to fall asleep right then and there. He tucked the blanket tighter around himself, rubbing his eyes.
Rowan yawned a bit and closed his eyes, huddling a little closer to Damien for warmth. He'd clearly lost interest in the TV by now.
Damien's arm moved around Rowan's shoulder. If he asked, Damien'd just say it was for warmth. One of the upsides of keeping your room fucking freezing, he supposed.
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