Dirk had started to sniffle almost as soon as he'd entered Roxy's apartment, but he'd brushed it off as nothing. However, the more time he'd spent there, the worse it became. He rubbed his eyes absentmindedly under his shades. Ugh, why were they starting to itch?
"I'll make sure to wear a trench coat if I'm ever here again." He assured her, not looking up from where he had the coffee machine mostly dismantled. He was wrapped up in his work, and didn't notice the approaching meowcats until one reached out and batted at the screwdriver tucked into the corner of his mouth. He glanced sidelong at it, as another rubbed up against his legs.
When he looked up from his work, he noticed there were several cats watching him work. It was a little unnerving, but more than that, the closer they got, the more his eyes started to itch. One of the cats stood on it's back legs, it's front paws braced against Dirk's shoulders, and rubbed it's little face against his. He thought it might have been cute, if it hadn't caused him to sneeze. Disgruntled, the cat meowed and retreated to Roxy's side for safety.
"Sorry-" He grumbled to himself, rubbing at his nose with the back of his hand. Deciding to ignore the cats, he turned back to his work.
"This thing is a piece of junk-" He complained as he started cleaning individual pieces and carefully putting them back together. He rubbed at his eyes again with one hand. "I didn't get your name."
Dirk: sniffle
"I'll make sure to wear a trench coat if I'm ever here again." He assured her, not looking up from where he had the coffee machine mostly dismantled. He was wrapped up in his work, and didn't notice the approaching meowcats until one reached out and batted at the screwdriver tucked into the corner of his mouth. He glanced sidelong at it, as another rubbed up against his legs.
When he looked up from his work, he noticed there were several cats watching him work. It was a little unnerving, but more than that, the closer they got, the more his eyes started to itch. One of the cats stood on it's back legs, it's front paws braced against Dirk's shoulders, and rubbed it's little face against his. He thought it might have been cute, if it hadn't caused him to sneeze. Disgruntled, the cat meowed and retreated to Roxy's side for safety.
"Sorry-" He grumbled to himself, rubbing at his nose with the back of his hand. Deciding to ignore the cats, he turned back to his work.
"This thing is a piece of junk-" He complained as he started cleaning individual pieces and carefully putting them back together. He rubbed at his eyes again with one hand. "I didn't get your name."