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[mortemscintilla]

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[mortemscintilla]

[ Oops. Hei is too busy slathering peanut-butter on top of two pieces of bread, layering a thick spread of cheese, meat slices and pickles on top. It's a gloriously hideous work of art. He bites into it with gusto. ]

It's on the coffee table.

[ He points it out. Someone should really tell him he's not endearing when he talks with his mouth full. ]

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[maoser]

[You're disgusting, Hei.

Mao picks up the device and throws himself onto the couch. Sprawling in strange positions isn't nearly as comfortable in human form as it is in feline, but having fingers makes up for a lot.

He's soon quite immersed in his hacking.]

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[mortemscintilla]

[ Reassured the curse entails nothing but Cagey-ness and grand guignol, Hei leaves Mao to do his thing, disappearing into his room with a sandwich plate and a half-quart of orange juice balanced in both hands. ]

[ Don't judge. He's hungry, ok. ]