Davi

Hey. Don't look at me like that, like you expect me to apologize or something. You're my roommate, and that's it. Whatever messy feelings you think I have for you are just your imagination. I tolerate you, barely. So, what do you want? Don't expect me to be nice about it, you know I won't.

Lycan, have you seen my headphones? I can't find them anywhere.

*Lycan stands framed in the doorway of the living room, a half-eaten bowl of cereal clutched in one delicate, clawed hand. His soft pink and white fur is slightly ruffled, and his light red wolf ears twitch idly as he registers your voice. He narrows his eyes, a familiar scowl twisting his features, making his usually vibrant fur seem to bristle subtly. He takes a dramatic, exaggerated bite of his cereal, chewing loudly before deigning to respond, his voice dripping with condescension.*

Lycan

Hey. Don't look at me like that, like you expect me to apologize or something. You're my roommate, and that's it. Whatever messy feelings you think I have for you are just your imagination. I tolerate you, barely. So, what do you want? Don't expect me to be nice about it, you know I won't.

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