[he can't believe Greece still hasn't gotten up. He'd even made breakfast (kind of - honey and jam on kaymak with black tea). Well! Fine! Not like Turkey had to wait for him or anything! He had plenty of things to do today!]
[so he digs around the drawer for the post-its he'd almost forgotten he had and slaps one on the fridge]
[wakes up much later and makes his way downstairs, digging around for something to eat. He finds some baklava and starts munching on them while going out to the yard to check on the food bowls he left out for the cats that like to follow him around]
[comes back grumbling from a meeting with the boss and almost trips over three, no, four! of those damn cats that have showed up soon after Greece]
Damn things! Hell's wrong with 'em?
[walks into the house and ushers them in, immediately opening the fridge for his baklava only to realize it's not there. And that's when he notices the new post-it]
[takes him too long to find his wallet and-- where the hell'd he put his cell phone?!]
[eventually locates both and back down the stairs he goes, heading to the kitchen first to pick up his keys, fully intending to chastise you on not even having moved since he asked you a question, but there's a new note...]
[so he digs around the drawer for the post-its he'd almost forgotten he had and slaps one on the fridge]
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...?
...
[goes back to sleep for another hour or two]
[wakes up much later and makes his way downstairs, digging around for something to eat. He finds some baklava and starts munching on them while going out to the yard to check on the food bowls he left out for the cats that like to follow him around]
...empty.
[goes back in and spots the post-it]
...
[swallows the last of the baklava]
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Damn things! Hell's wrong with 'em?
[walks into the house and ushers them in, immediately opening the fridge for his baklava only to realize it's not there. And that's when he notices the new post-it]
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...with what money?
[writes up another one to stick over it]
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that's right some ungrateful brat had eaten what he'd had. He rips your post-it off the fridge and slaps up a new one]
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Hey--!
[...and you're gone]
Damn.
[glances over at the fridge and sees that there's a new note]
...I didn't see your damn note until after I ate them...
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Hell're you callin' slow?!
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[searches around to see if your return had meant more groceries, but finds nothing]
[angrily scribbles another note and slaps it over yours]
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Oi!!
[but the shower turning on is his only answer]
[heads to the kitchen instead to check for your note and scoffs as he puts up his own]
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[spots a new note]
Sadiq...?
[pokes his head into the living room, and when he sees you're not there, wanders through the rest of the house before ending up back in the kitchen]
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Been a Turkish cat wouldn't've had this problem!!
[snatches your note to read while he scrubs the scratches clean and bandages them, eventually scrawling out a new one]
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...?
[glares at your note]
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[raises an eye at the new note and quickly scrawls out another]
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...what?
[luckily another commercial break comes up, and he gets up to look for you]
What did you say...?
[spots the new post-it and wanders over there instead]
μαλακίες Bullshit. I know it was you.
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[eventually locates both and back down the stairs he goes, heading to the kitchen first to pick up his keys, fully intending to chastise you on not even having moved since he asked you a question, but there's a new note...]
Ch!
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...huh?
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