002 - Rainy Day Narcoleptic

[talktodahandeh]

[So Griffin isn't feeling too good at the moment. No, it's not the economy (he's already got asthma from that) and it's not anything too big in politics. Nope, just back at home, the weather is crap. His people aren't fond of the rain and generally get very tired and a bit anti-social on days like this, so he's feeling about the same. If you go

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[englassed]

[ by some coincidence, nate is walking around with a carton of ice cream (probably stolen from somebody else because god knows he cannot afford such treats anymore), wandering around aimlessly with a spoon of ice cream practically dangling from his mouth. he hates the rain, and the cold, and ohhh it's sooooo cooooold why would any reasonably benevolent god do this to a benign and relatively harmless person such as himself? ]

Waatha doin'?

[ note to self: next time swallow before speaking. ]

[talktodahandeh]

[Griffin rolls onto his back and looks at Nate upside-down from the arm of the couch. Somewhere in his room, two space heaters are clicking away, making the area a bit stifling but very comfortable for him. On the TV, Arsenic and Old Lace is playing.]

Mnnn, just watchin' movies. [Yawn.]

[englassed]

[ this also means that his ice cream is going to melt, which is definitely no good. especially after he very sneakily stole it from jake, who's still mad at him for being poor and generally failing financially. but it's so cold outside. this is a very difficult decision: stay or leave? ]

You look tired and cold, but that's kinda obvious... weather gettin' ya down?

[talktodahandeh]

Mhmm. Y'know, it's kinda unfair to give me a cold summer, then an extra cold fall. Kinda scary t'think how winter's gonna go.

[He reaches over with his toes to a space heater by the end of the couch and turns it up slightly.]

[devilwentdownto]

He sticks his head in the door.
... Ya alrigh' in here?

[talktodahandeh]

[Tired, lethargic look. Definitely the face of someone who isn't feeling too spectacular.]

Mmmm... Fine.

[devilwentdownto]

He shakes his head.
Yeah... ya look fine. D'ya need anythin'?

[talktodahandeh]

Nnn, not really. [He stays in his Michigan-cocoon and keeps his eyes on the screen. You don't even want to see him come February when the weather is just miserable.]