eleven ► a reminder of home

[gentleidealist]

[dictated]

Guys! Guys, I found Noishe! [The journal picks up the sound of excited barking and panting, the kind that comes from a dog.] If anyone wants to meet him, we'll be in the lobby. I bet there's a couple people he wants to see.

[A pause.]

I wonder how long he was waiting in that closet.

[Yuan]

Hey. I know I don't come to you about much, but... I need help with something big, and you're the best person to ask.

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Comments

[gentleidealist]

... I-- I don't know! I thought you picked the attic because you're weird sometimes!

[THAT IS TOTALLY AN EXPLANATION]

Is my snoring really that bad?

[wilder]

That's not a reason!

[a huff; fine he'll throw you a bone]

No more than anyone else's. [That's right, I listen to other people sleep. JEALOUS?]

[gentleidealist]

It so is.

[Ooh a bone! Wait, what bone?]

Well, that's a relief... I think.

[wilder]

It's not!

I'd take it as one! And hey, you're better at singing than I thought you'd be.

[gentleidealist]

Whatever. [Can't spare the braincells to argue with--]

What--?!

[wilder]

What what, Lloyd?

[gentleidealist]

[dajksajkdfadf] I didn't think anyone could hear that...

[Except maybe Colette but-- LOOK HE DOESN'T THINK THESE THINGS THROUGH OK]

[wilder]

Whaaat? It's really not that bad, I'm sure you'll hit that high F sharp eventually!

[gentleidealist]

Shut up.

[Totally making a Kratos face right now. SOME THINGS RUN IN THE FAMILY. Too bad Zelos can't see it.]

[wilder]

[He snickers]

You're the one who insisted I come live with you- don't forget!

[gentleidealist]

And I'll probably be the one to throw you out at this rate.

[wilder]

[a gasp!] Don't be so cruel, Bud! I just got the attic to how I want it!