What with the murder cases, Adachi had fallen into a deeper sleep than usual. So he hadn't quite realised that someone had, at some point, ended up sleeping on top of him. Then again, being slapped about wasn't something he could snore his way through.
"W-what - ow! - holy fuh - Maraich!" The detective tried to roll over and it was then that he noticed that not only was he in someone else's bed, but that the uncomfortable feeling of something digging into his arm was because of a rather sturdy looking chain. Oh no.
"...The community?" Well, it was nice to see that Maraich wasn't too freaked out, and in truth it could have been worse, but Adachi couldn't let it lie at that. "But... but we're chained to a table." Never mind the fact that while Adachi was still in his shirt and trousers, too tired to change last night, Maraich was... oh.
Birkin snickered softly. He might as well laugh while he could; once he had some coffee realization would sink in and he'd probably start cursing the day he was born. But for now, laughter was still the best medicine.
He really didn't mind being off on his own little side of the table; it probably made the whole situation much less awkward. Being chained to said table on the other hand was completely ridiculous but, hey, he'd been in far worse situations before.
"And yet people say I'm the one that's 'Gay as a handbag full of rainbows'... Morning you two~" He yawned and cracked his back - getting old was such a chore - before pulling himself up to a standing position using the table. "Please tell me one of you has coffee." First Rebecca and now the crossdresser and the serial killer. I think this community hates me.
Maraich was surprised yet again when he heard laughter and another voice. With another scream and very little time for thought, he grabbed a leg of the table and swung it. He was surprisingly strong for his size.
"Pervert!" he yelled at Birkin, only even taking the time to realize who he was after that. And he had no regrets.
He sat up in the bed with the sheets covering his lower half, making it quite obvious he probably had nothing on, "GET OUT OF MY BED!" His hands were still on the leg of the table, threatening to swing again.
Adachi was just getting used to the idea of being stuck with Maraich when he heard someone else. Ah, goddammit. He clambered out of the bed hurriedly as Maraich launched his offensive, not particularly wanting to get caught in the middle of it.
"Well, aren't we just one big happy family," Adachi muttered. Of all the people to be stuck with: the guy he'd taken out to dinner, and the guy who knew about him. Then again, getting to see Birkin attacked like that made it all worth it. "Maybe you'll be wanting an aspirin with that coffee, huh, doc?"
He glanced sidelong at Maraich, and cleared his throat. "Uh, you planning on getting... dressed anytime soon? I don't think we're gonna be able to get back to sleep after all that." Sooner they were all awake, the sooner they could try and do something about these stupid chains.
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"W-what - ow! - holy fuh - Maraich!" The detective tried to roll over and it was then that he noticed that not only was he in someone else's bed, but that the uncomfortable feeling of something digging into his arm was because of a rather sturdy looking chain. Oh no.
"...The community?" Well, it was nice to see that Maraich wasn't too freaked out, and in truth it could have been worse, but Adachi couldn't let it lie at that. "But... but we're chained to a table." Never mind the fact that while Adachi was still in his shirt and trousers, too tired to change last night, Maraich was... oh.
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He really didn't mind being off on his own little side of the table; it probably made the whole situation much less awkward. Being chained to said table on the other hand was completely ridiculous but, hey, he'd been in far worse situations before.
"And yet people say I'm the one that's 'Gay as a handbag full of rainbows'... Morning you two~" He yawned and cracked his back - getting old was such a chore - before pulling himself up to a standing position using the table. "Please tell me one of you has coffee." First Rebecca and now the crossdresser and the serial killer. I think this community hates me.
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"Pervert!" he yelled at Birkin, only even taking the time to realize who he was after that. And he had no regrets.
He sat up in the bed with the sheets covering his lower half, making it quite obvious he probably had nothing on, "GET OUT OF MY BED!"
His hands were still on the leg of the table, threatening to swing again.
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"Well, aren't we just one big happy family," Adachi muttered. Of all the people to be stuck with: the guy he'd taken out to dinner, and the guy who knew about him. Then again, getting to see Birkin attacked like that made it all worth it. "Maybe you'll be wanting an aspirin with that coffee, huh, doc?"
He glanced sidelong at Maraich, and cleared his throat. "Uh, you planning on getting... dressed anytime soon? I don't think we're gonna be able to get back to sleep after all that." Sooner they were all awake, the sooner they could try and do something about these stupid chains.
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