@SaltyLasagna
(sure
should I start that off or do you want to)
(sure
should I start that off or do you want to)
(I can, when do you wanna skip to?)
(maybe Asura is working late and was supposed to be home like 3 hours ago or something and he's just getting home
or he already got home but immediately flopped over on the floor and passed out asleep)
(Oh what if he comes home, like, really tired and walks into his room and sees Zackary there with his lions and eating food
Then Asura passes out after taking off his shirt)
(sounds good)
(Want me to startio)
(sure if you want to)
(Ithghgig fjdn)
(??)
(dies)
(I am confusion???)
(Can you start?)
(oh yeah lol that's fine)
(Thannskkssnsksmsm)
(you're welcome lmao)
Asura lazily opened his front door and nearly fell onto the floor as he stumbled in, mumbling about how much he hates work and how cold it is outside. He made his way to his room, where he found Zackary and the lions just chilling out. His brain didn't really register the fact that there were people in the room, so out of habit, he began to undress, starting with his shirt. He did it slowly, button by button.
Zackary had found an entire box of microwaveable burritos and had been eating them all throughout the day. The lions took a shine to the meat and started chilling out with him. He glanced up when Asura entered, and raised his eyebrows when Asura started to strip.
He stopped halfway through and just tore the shirt off, tossing it to the side and collapsing in his bed next to Zackary. He was too tired to do anything.
Zackary set his chin on a purring lioness, raising an eyebrow. “Okay. Hey there, shirtless.”
Asura made a surprised noise, turning to look at Zackary. His brain finally registered the fact that he was there, and he had just seen him aggressively strip and fall into bed. "Sorry. Forgot you were here. I'm not putting a shirt back on though, so you're going to have to deal with this for a night."
Zackary's eyebrows were still blandly raised slightly. “Alright. I’m cool with that, I guess. It’s your house.” He yawned and snuggled into the comfy kitty near him.
"Okay," he said, not bothering to pull the blanket over himself. He just layed there, eyes fluttering shut, not really caring too much about the fact that there was a super hot guy in his bed and Asura had accidentally stripped right in front of him. He rolled over on his side, trying to get comfortable, but instead ended up jamming his elbow into a half-eaten burrito.
At least the burrito was on a plate. And above the sheets. And right near Zackary’s left hand, which was ready to grab it again.
“Asura!” He exclaimed, taking his elbow from his food. “What the heck?”
"It's not my fault you left your burrito there!" Asura said defensively, jerking his elbow away. He made a face of disgust. "Dammit, not I have to get up again."
Zackary huffed and shoved the rest of the burrito in his mouth. “You can just summon a towel or something. Since you are the Demon King.”
"I have a finite amount of power, you know. And I can only use that power if I'm not exhausted," he said, getting up. "And why would you still eat that?"
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