What happ---oh...it was Feliks....

[toris_tori]

WHO: Two furious girls, one very in trouble idiot, and me trying to keep the peace.
WHEN: Late evening
WHERE: Kim and Remy's house
WHAT: Feliks decided to redecorate, got two girls in a rage and Toris gets a new-roommate. Here's how.

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[lotusvivi]

Who on earth was that? Kim had been trying to get the pink off Toro's fur. The poor dog seemed rather upset about his new appearance, and it wasn't exactly the easiest task.

She heard the doorbell, put away the scrub and went to open. Her hair was in a loose bun, most of her shirt had wet spots from Toro moving around in the bathtub and leaving a mess, and she had a couple of pink streaks on her cheeks.

When she saw that it was Toris, she was both surprised and not surprised.

Had Feliks called him?

"...Hi." she said, before stepping aside. "He's in the garage." she said, not even bothering waiting for him to ask.

[toris_tori]

"Ah." Was all Toris could get out before he saw it. Where did Feliks get all this pink from? And what on earth or above possessed him to do...this. It was both impressive and horrific at the same time, and Toris found himself momentarily speechless before turning back to the furious Kim, wincing at the furious look she was giving to the decorated walls, immensely glad it wasn't him she was livid at.

Either way, he figured apologizing to the girl couldn't hurt anything. "I'm sorry." He gave her an awkward smile before leaning down and quickly giving her a kiss (hoping he wasn't overstepping a boundary here) before quickly pulling back and turning around, "Right, so the garage is where you have him? Can't say I blame you considering what he did."

[lotusvivi]

She WAS gonna say something more angry-sounding, but the kiss caught her a bit off guard and made her blush a little bit. Still as soft and warm as they were earlier in the spring.

"Y-yeah, that's where he is... This way." she said, heading outside and over to the garage. When they got there, she opened it by unlocking the knob and pulling the door up.

[remylee]

They were greeted with the sight of Remy attempting to interrogate the impropmtu decorator, trying to find out whether any of the pets had ended up accidentally swallowing any paint. She knew the cats would have wanted to lick it off, and there was no way someone who could barely work the dishwasher would know to buy non-toxic paint...