Matt groaned in response...but who was he responding to? There was more than one voice in the room with him. Bits and pieces of the conversation filtered through to Matt, but not enough to alarm him...at least not until Mello's curse.
Matt was still mostly asleep as he sat up and looked back towards what was normally Mello's side of the bed. But this particular morning, there was a young woman in pink where his partner should've been.
And on the other side of him...a naked man.
Matt didn't often scramble to do anything, but he most definitely scrambled towards the foot of the bed. Neither the mattress nor the blankets were disturbed by his movement. But right about now, that was the least of the mysteries in room 506.
At least Mello was still there. That kept him from panicking too much.
The two on the bed didn't even seem to notice, the woman, Ai, rolled towards Masato, reaching out to put her arms around him. He yawned and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close to him
( ... )
"This is fucked up." Matt murmured the words to himself. A cigarette would help, a cigarette would help anything. The only problem was that Matt always left them on the nightstand. But instead of his battered pack, there was a picture of the couple in the bed. Their bed.
Or was it? After all, Matt was well aware that these apartments and everything in them had once belonged to someone else.
"Yeah, I see it too." As for if they were losing it or not...well, the jury was still out. Matt glanced over at Mello and suddenly reached out to grab him, hoping that they were at least still solid and real to one another.
The pieces were clicking together, Mello looked back at the couple on the bed. "This was their apartment," Mello said, thinking out loud. "Before they died they lived here."
The man was stirring now. "Gotta go to work," he muttered, releasing her.
"O-okay," she said nervously, sitting up. Ai was hugging herself as if cold, and looked as if she would reach out after Masato. She followed him to the edge of the bed as he got up and stretched. He was taller than both Mello and Matt with a stocky muscular build.
"You still worried?" he asked looking back at her as he crossed to the closet.
She shook her head quickly, and her eyes shifted to where Matt was, looking straight through him at the far wall.
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Matt was still mostly asleep as he sat up and looked back towards what was normally Mello's side of the bed. But this particular morning, there was a young woman in pink where his partner should've been.
And on the other side of him...a naked man.
Matt didn't often scramble to do anything, but he most definitely scrambled towards the foot of the bed. Neither the mattress nor the blankets were disturbed by his movement. But right about now, that was the least of the mysteries in room 506.
At least Mello was still there. That kept him from panicking too much.
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Or was it? After all, Matt was well aware that these apartments and everything in them had once belonged to someone else.
"Yeah, I see it too." As for if they were losing it or not...well, the jury was still out. Matt glanced over at Mello and suddenly reached out to grab him, hoping that they were at least still solid and real to one another.
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The man was stirring now. "Gotta go to work," he muttered, releasing her.
"O-okay," she said nervously, sitting up. Ai was hugging herself as if cold, and looked as if she would reach out after Masato. She followed him to the edge of the bed as he got up and stretched. He was taller than both Mello and Matt with a stocky muscular build.
"You still worried?" he asked looking back at her as he crossed to the closet.
She shook her head quickly, and her eyes shifted to where Matt was, looking straight through him at the far wall.
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