~Twenty~

[demented_mama]

[Action 1/2]

[It's morning, creeping into the afternoon in House 44 and like usual there's a figure curled with a book while chilling on the couch. If you walked through the room, seeing the flash of purple hair and the tail resting by the reader's side would seem natural and familiar and indeed everything is in its place

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[Action]

[vulcanblazer]

[And in the morning, Adell drags himself out of the hallway where they normally reside, showered and dressed and ready to go for the day. So the first thing he does is march past the living room to head for the kitchen to get whatever breakfast had been prepared this morning.

He catches glimpse of the purple hair and figure on the couch but doesn't look closely as he goes by.]

Mornin', Mom.

[Action]

[dementedmamaaud]

[You get a deep throaty hum before a:]

Morning, don't forget to put back the milk this time, we don't need it spoiling like your brains.

[And back to reading ♥]

[Action 1/??]

[vulcanblazer]

I did put back the milk las---

[Wait. That voice.]

[Action 2/??]

[vulcanblazer]

[And Adell peeks his head out of the kitchen to get a good look at what he heard.]

[dementedmamaaud]

[Mom doesn't catch the expression, taking a moment to make sure the door closes behind him accordingly before he turns. He greets Sanae with that little wave of his fingers and a smile, curling in wryness before he speaks.]

Mm, morning. You aren't going to go crazy on me too, are you?

[Thinking back to this morning at the house, pffft. That had been fun.]

[dementedmamaaud]

[Blink.

...it doesn't take long before his face melts into exasperation. And with a tone heavy with familiarity:]

Sanae.

[hazelrink]

[...There is a random man in the house. ...Oh well. Let's meet him; Adell and the others find new people all the time, right, she should introduce herself]

...Hello!

[dementedmamaaud]

[However for this man this is business as usual and you'll get a fairly normal,]

Morning, Charlotte.

[Nose still in that book though.]

[hazelrink]

[ . . . . ]

...Do I know you? [She really does not remember anyone like this]

[dementedmamaaud]

[...?]

If you can't answer that for yourself anything I say won't help you.

[Looking up from his book, all three eyes will rest on her. Hm. He thought he'd heard a thud earlier from upstairs this morning, maybe she hit her head.]

[1week_warlock]

-Hey, bro, mind if I read next to you? Yeah? Cool.-

[dementedmamaaud]

[Actually, if Patchy's not going to say anything Mom's probably not going to either. The sudden dip in the couch will get a twitch of his pointed ears but for now? Chances are he's growing used to getting a reading mate in the house.

So yeah, still reading over here.]

[1week_warlock]

-Turn a page...

... Sip some tea

... Turn another page.-

[dementedmamaaud]

[This is the most peaceful company he's had this morning. With a page flip and quiet exhale, he won't be breaking it at the moment.

Good book?

Great one over here.]

[redsynonymhere]

[drinking tea, as usual]

Good morning, Mom.

[dementedmamaaud]

[Mom's in the stage of reading where he's only vaguely aware of Remilia enough to give an absent greeting back.]

Good morning.

[redsynonymhere]

Would you like for Sakuya to make you anything?

[dementedmamaaud]

I already ate.

[Sakuya is nice to have, helpful, but it's still weird being waited on when he can do things himself. Glancing up only to pause.]

...have you always been that flat or is my mind going with my age?