Above Cafe Fina, Monday Night

[hanged_magician]

Both Kurogane and Fai liked it when Kurogane would go to the bar for the evening.

For different reasons, of course.

Both, however, seemed to find the kind of solitude he preferred. Kurogane with the booze, and Fai with the television.

Tonight, Fai had discovered an ANTM marathon, and was instantly entranced. "Wow...that woman's forehead is huge

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[wannabe_samurai]

Kurogane took the back entrance into the apartment. He didn't want to wake up the utensils; they'd probably start siging about how he was a lush or something.

Damn uppity cheese grater.

He hadn't drank a lot, just enough to give himself a nice buzz. Kurogane wasn't the kind to let something like alcohol impare his judgement even when he could relax.

"What the hell is that?" He frowned as he saw the television.

[hanged_magician]

"America's Next Top Model," Fai said proudly. He couldn't read it, but they said it enough that he'd picked it up fairly easily. "It's really entertaining!"

[wannabe_samurai]

Kurogane watched for a moment, but didn't see what was so entertaining about it. "Right... I want to go to sleep. Get out."

[hanged_magician]

"So go to bed." Fai stayed curled up where he was. "You didn't have a problem with it when...they were here."

Fai might still be a little sad over the kids being gone. Maybe.