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[ the streets had been pretty bare after a little traffic on the way to anthony's apartment, making due with the time they had when stopping to glance down at the arms around his waist. double-checking never hurt, considering the circumstances. as per usual he has his moments of thought over the events that had taken place throughout the day. said thoughts eventually traveled into their adventure at the lounge, concluding that it was most likely the alcohol speaking for anthony and nothing more than that; it was an acceptable self-hypothesis.

without any chatter involved (he was half-expecting puff, woo to happen any second, after all) he makes his way down the last few streets in complete silence, already quite aware of their exact destination. ]

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[ sets anthony's two sets of keys on the table, nodding. ]

I will be taking my leave, then.

[ waves. ]

Goodbye! I still like you!

[ watches ~~the strange man~~ michael leave, only turning back to anthony when the front door closes. tugs on him lightly with a hand to get his attention again, pushing his face into his chest while clinging on. ]

[ hugs him closer, rubbing his nose back into the boy's hair. ]

Sorry. Didn't know you were back. Text me next time. . .?

[ shakes his head, typing: ]

「 It's okay. Because you looked happy. 」

I'm happy when you visit. [ pause. ] Also, I think I drank weird Sprite.

「 Weird Sprite? 」

It was a drink. Someone got it for me.

「 Oh. 」

[ pauses. just rubs his nose into anthony's chest some more. ]

[ just hangs onto him for a moment, both drowsy & content. then: ]

Hungry? Should I make something?

[ pulls back slightly to both look at him and type: ]

「 Thirsty. I got up to get water. 」

Oh. [ long pause as he tries to figure this out through... the alcohol. ] I should probably get up then.

[ nods, agreeing just this one time. lifts a hand to pat anthony on the head, though, just to show that he appreciates the gesture anyway. ]

[ tilts into the pat, almost going off balance before he catches himself. dislodging slowly, he gets to his feet, wobbling a bit as he reaches for a clean cup. ]

Just water?

[ reaches to hold onto the edge of anthony's shirt as he nods a few times in a silent reply. ]

[ sniffs at the water after he fills the cup with it (a strange bout of paranoia). eventually seems to be convinced enough that the water's safe, whereupon he hands it over. ]

Don't spill any. You'll anger the floor tiles.

[ doesn't let go of anthony's shirt even when he take the cup with his free hand, though his words make him jump a little. stares down at the floor, scooting closer to the other. ]

[ rests a comforting hand on the boy's head. ]

It's okay. They like you right now. Just be careful.

[ nods furiously, carefully moving the cup into both hands to take a sip, then another. when he's done with the entire thing he looks up at anthony, holding it out to him. ]

[ brings the cup to eye-level, staring at it for a long five seconds. ]

. . . Is your bladder okay? You drank it all.

[ pats his own stomach a little. ]

「 I can hold lots. 」

[ puts the cup down on the counter carefully & lifts both arms into the air in a banzai motion, looking ridiculously pleased. ]

Pikachu wins!

[ jabs his own two fists into the air, mouthing yay in his attempts to sound (look) excited as well. ]

[ hand comes down into hiro's hair, ruffling it fondly. ]

Okay, now we must catch the sheep. Tomorrow, we make cookie dough. Oh, and breakfast.

[ looks pleased with this, reaching over to try and take one of anthony's hands. ]

「 What kind of breakfast? 」