Aug 28, 2009 15:14
Pollution was sleeping. The fact he was sleeping was strange enough as it is, seeing as it wasn't something he made much of a habit of. Being back in his own bed for the first time in months made it that much stranger; he was pretty sure he'd been on his way back to Russia last night, hadn't he? This was quite a turn around from that.
But it seemed like exhaustion had been catching up with him anyway, and the horseman did little more about the situation then roll over and snuggle against the warm blankets next to him. He'd just sort things out later.
what the holy hell?,
tatsumi,
virus,
kasumi,
three's company!virus,
rl