Victor lay on his bed, munching on a Wonka bar and listening to his new green Day cd. Oh, and thinking. Worrying, more like it...but still thinking. And waiting for Walter.

Victor woke to cold feet.

He looked down under the blanket and saw Pup laying there, contently sleeping and sucking the heat out of the area. He shook his head and moved his feet back into the closest spot of warmth.

Unfortunately, that was Walter's shins.

Victor was surprised that he had made it back to his room. Then again, he had a little help.

he leaned on Walter and waited for him to open the door.

Victor smiled as he woke up in warmth, his limbs intertwined with Walter's. His neck was a little sore, but the experience was worth the discomfort. Carefully, he untangled himself from his boyfriend and got up to go to the bathroom ( Read more... )

Victor unlocked the door and held it open for Walter with a flourish.

[ooc: Now with NWS action! Because they're BUNNIES!!!]

Victor waited expectantly in his room for Walter.

It was cold.

It was snowing.

And Victor had to go out in it.

He couldn't help but groan a little as he sloshed through the foot of snow that had suddenly fallen upon Fandom. Yes, he was used to snow, but it was colder than he had expected. Much colder ( Read more... )

Victor set up the television and dug out some snacks from his cabinets. Then, he sat and waited, munching on a strawberry pocky stick.

Victor was up earlier than usual on a Wednesday. He sat at his desk, munching on some Honey Nut Cheerios, playing around on the internet, and planning.

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If anyone had been spying in Victor's room this morning, he/she/it would've seen the young mutant pacing back and forth. On the ceiling. It was a nervous habit, he knew, but thought it was better than biting his fingernails like his mun does.

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