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[omggoggles]

Matt stood in the doorway of the arcade, cigarette in hand and a blank expression on his face. Recent events were still affecting him, regardless of how much he told himself that it wasn't. He sighed, smokey breath flowing freely from his mouth. Something brushing against his leg caused him to glance downwards. "Hey Cat," he mumbled, crouching down

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[chocolategun]

Mello walked down the street, bag of something looped on his arm, new cellphone in his hand. He made an annoyed noise as the cellphone beeped stubbornly at him. Stupid thing. He tried again, attempting to program the fucker as he walked, not paying much attention to his surroundings.

[omggoggles]

Matt remained where he was for the moment, content to be smoking and spending time with his cat. "What's say we go get you some--," he began, halting mid-sentence as Cat meowed loudly at him and ran off down the street. "Oi! Cat! What the fuck!?" Matt called, reluctantly jogging after her.

[chocolategun]

Mello paused, glancing up from his cell phone, thinking he'd heard someone saying something. He glanced around for a few seconds, then shrugged and continued walking-- and attempting to program the devil machine.

[omggoggles]

"Oi! Fucking--" Matt stopped where he was, frowning slightly and reaching for yet another cigarette. In the distance he saw Cat bounding happily towards, well... Mello.