*Upon seeing the girl enter the living room to sit off to the side, Fuchsia rolled over with a grumbled sound of annoyance to face the back of the couch. Adam let out a light laugh at the brunet’s sour disposition.
Adam: I'm going to go change. We can talk when you're ready, "chat sans abri"
Fuchsia: I hate it when you call me that.
Adam: No you don't.
*The boy smiled knowingly, making his way to the rooms, only to find Sang had started another video game and was still blaring music loudly. He looked for something to change into. He wasn't used to cold weather yet.
*Trenton changed quickly, wrapping his clothes in a plastic bag and grabbing another to do the same with Mikey's. He certainly couldn't fall ill, but that didn't mean this wasn't an infection that the others could contract. He grabbed his medical bag and moved to return back upstairs, pausing only to glance at the blanket on the chair which he had agreed to get for Fuchsia. The brunet was sure to be cross with him, but he would deal with that once Mikey was situated.
*Poor Fabian. How could he have known just how irritated the brunet had become in just the past several minutes.... Fuchsia jumped in surprise at the man's sudden appearance. He glared lazily at Fabian as he sat up. And then, he firmly grabbed hold of the man's shirt collar, pulling him a mere breath away from his own face. His grin was tense and his pale eyes glinted dangerously
Fuchsia: You're shouting, Fabian~ I'd really appreciate it if you didn't do that.
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