Room 528: Friday evening
Karal was sitting in the squishy chair in Molly's room, absently tapping his pen against his forehead. He was trying to write her a letter. Esther the chinchilla was in her cage on the desk, squirrelling (chinchillaing?) around in her house, apparently Up to Something.
He'd brought her so Aravis could have a break from at least part of their menagerie for the evening.
:Is it going to be like this every time you write to her?: Altra asked from where he was sprawled across the bed.
"It is important that I get it just right," he replied, not looking up from the notebook.
Altra yawned, stretched, and put his head down on his paws. :I don't think she's going to stop speaking to you if you pick the wrong word. The two of you seem--: There was a long and highly amused pause, and Karal flushed to the ears. :--close,: the 'cat finished smugly.
The door was open, and there was a plate of pastries sitting next to the chair. Okay, half a plate of pastries, but he was hungry.
[ooc: Molly's room and belongings modded, and shed on, with permission. Post is open! Feel free to ask him what he's doing in there.]
He'd brought her so Aravis could have a break from at least part of their menagerie for the evening.
:Is it going to be like this every time you write to her?: Altra asked from where he was sprawled across the bed.
"It is important that I get it just right," he replied, not looking up from the notebook.
Altra yawned, stretched, and put his head down on his paws. :I don't think she's going to stop speaking to you if you pick the wrong word. The two of you seem--: There was a long and highly amused pause, and Karal flushed to the ears. :--close,: the 'cat finished smugly.
The door was open, and there was a plate of pastries sitting next to the chair. Okay, half a plate of pastries, but he was hungry.
[ooc: Molly's room and belongings modded, and shed on, with permission. Post is open! Feel free to ask him what he's doing in there.]