Nepeta puffed out her cheeks at Terezi’s commentary. Of course this wasn’t a romance movie. Romance movies very seldom involved terrible man sized wolves, or generally any kind of monster. They also usually didn’t have any supernatural awakening subplots going on. The meteor? She tried to think back to what happened that day. She’d worked at the coffee shop in the morning and the animal shelter that afternoon. Was that the day the animals had been acting up?
She was trying to piece the day together when a loud thump came from the back corner of the shop, where the bathroom was. And the bathroom just so happened to be where that familiar looking person went. giving Nepeta just the cause she needed to investigate. Hoping that curiosity wouldn’t kill the cat, she stood up and ducked past a couple of the others who had been collected to talk, giving some apologetic looks for ditching in the middle of such an important conversation.
The bathroom door was still ajar, which was a bit concerning since it meant that no one had bothered to actually close it, and that meant that the thump could very well have been someone falling and knocking themselves out on the corner of the sink, or worse. She very cautiously approached, nudging the door open a bit more and peeking in to see what was going on within.
Nepeta saw who it was before she saw just what he was doing. She was almost sure that it hadn’t been him she saw disappear back here, but she’d only seen them from the corner of her eye, and she supposed weirder things had been happening lately than a case of mistaken identity. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t Asshole himself.”
Knock knock mother furickers. I'm here for the bathroom party.
The meteor? She tried to think back to what happened that day. She’d worked at the coffee shop in the morning and the animal shelter that afternoon. Was that the day the animals had been acting up?
She was trying to piece the day together when a loud thump came from the back corner of the shop, where the bathroom was. And the bathroom just so happened to be where that familiar looking person went. giving Nepeta just the cause she needed to investigate. Hoping that curiosity wouldn’t kill the cat, she stood up and ducked past a couple of the others who had been collected to talk, giving some apologetic looks for ditching in the middle of such an important conversation.
The bathroom door was still ajar, which was a bit concerning since it meant that no one had bothered to actually close it, and that meant that the thump could very well have been someone falling and knocking themselves out on the corner of the sink, or worse. She very cautiously approached, nudging the door open a bit more and peeking in to see what was going on within.
Nepeta saw who it was before she saw just what he was doing. She was almost sure that it hadn’t been him she saw disappear back here, but she’d only seen them from the corner of her eye, and she supposed weirder things had been happening lately than a case of mistaken identity. “Well, well, well. If it isn’t Asshole himself.”