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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ he's not sure how, but he's absolutely certain that it's one of those mornings where waking up would be a Bad Idea. even when he's only half-awake, he can feel the dull throb in his head, signaling the presence of a progressively worsening migraine. presses a hand to his forehead gingerly as he peeks open one eye. shuts it immediately when the light amplifies the headache even further. somehow manages to roll over onto his side with a soft groan, expression twisting into one of pain as he patterns out his breathing.

several minutes later, reattempts at opening his eyes. is successful this time, leaving him to blink owlishly at the blurry image of the (foreign-but-not) room laid out before him. jerks bodily when he realizes that this is not his room, but tony's. doesn't quite get to the point of throwing himself off the bed, however, hindered quite successfully by the pounding headache. feels slightly better upon realizing that tony's strangely absent, filling him with a sense of hope that he can get away unscathed. as such, he stubbornly pushes down the memories as he wraps his arms around his head, concentrating on breathing & recovering so that he can escape as soon as possible. ]

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[amusieren.livejournal.com]

You can stay instead.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ shakes his head. ]

This is Tony's place.

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

And Tony asked me to keep you here.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ droops a bit. ]

. . . I don't want to stay.

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ blinks down at him. ]

Why not?

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . .

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

I have someone waiting for me at home.

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

I already called your house! Your dad is looking after your little brother.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

My da-- [ chokes. ] You can't trust him!

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I checked his personal background to make sure that he was really your dad. [ wanders back over to pat anthony's head. ] Your sibling is safe with him!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ stares at her blankly. ]

Are you with the secret police.

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ gives one more pat before she wanders back to the door, stepping into the living room after saying: ]

Something like that.

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ continues to stare at where she was standing before. ]

I think I might be in trouble, Obi-wan. . .

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ but gets up to follow after her into the living room anyway, a hand pressed to his forehead when the headache returns with a vengeance as soon as he moves. ]

I really can't go?

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ gingerly sets the cup into the fridge, looking up and over it towards anthony. shuts the door with a soft, almost understanding smile on her face. ]

It'll probably upset Tony if you don't stay, but I won't force you to if you don't want to.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . As long as I get to eat all his food.

[ & with that, he goes to settle himself onto the couch, tilting a little against one of the armrests. ]

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ looks into the cabinets at his words. ]

He doesn't have much food. [ pulls out a box of crackers, peering into it. ] It's empty. Es nützt nichts...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ straightens enough to slam his hand down against the armrest. ]

What a crap deal!

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

Stimmt! [ tosses the empty box into the trash, making the motions of dusting her hands off. ] So then I must buy him more food!

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Sti. . . stii. . . [ scrunches his nose at the foreign word. decides to focus his attentions to her later words instead. ]

More food is good. Like gummy worms.

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

[ places a hand on her hip, plucking out her cellphone to type that in as a memo. looks up at him again. ]

What else would you like?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ considers it a bit. ]

Peanuts, some cereal, and my Haro. [ holds out a hand. ]

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

Peanuts, cereal, and... [ looks up, blinking at him. ] What is a "Haro"?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ points to her pockets. ]

My wallet. The pink, round, cute Haro.

[amusieren.livejournal.com]

Oh! Nein, nein, you can't have it yet! [ pockets her cellphone, wandering off towards the door. ] Tomorrow!