(HE WOKE UP IN BLISSSSSS )
Fey was still asleep, she felt a sudden chill on her bare shoulders so she searched around for the covers and pulled them up. She was beat-up from Leo so she decided to sleep in until Leo forced her to wake up for food or something. Fey heard a couple of birds tweeting their happy little songs, but she couldn't care less about the weather and gave in to sleep. Giving a slight snore, she dug her face into the huge fluffy pillow and continued sleeping. From a bird's eye view, Fey looked like a a dead corpse with long black hair swirling around her. It was quite a sight to see.
After a few minutes, Fey gave a sigh and opened one eye.
"Leoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo. Comeee herrreeee.........."
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Meoooowwww~
Tongues licked Lance's cheeks, and his eyes opened slowly. Giving a slight yawn, he blinked several more times, trying to get used to the sudden light. As he gave his arms a stretch, he felt his legs and stomach vibrate with intensity. Looking down, he saw his four cats, all over each other to get a good spot on Lance's lap. Lance let a barking laughter as Headur, the usually amiable cat kick Cream on the face and placed her forepaws on his chest. He reached to pet the tuxedo's head and started to stand up. As he did, the cats leaped out and watched Lance as he struggled to reach his cane. Muttering a few cuss words, he leaned over on one leg and snatched his cane. Sighing, he looked around and saw used dishes and utensils. Lance suspected Leo coming down and making himself breakfast, since there was only enough dishes for one person. Hobbling around, he searched around the refrigerator and took out the bread. He wasn't quite hungry, but he needed the energy. Popping the bread in the toaster, he sat down at the kitchen counter, decorated with nothing expect a black handgun on the marble.



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