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[ he had it down to an art these days -- eyes locked on the laptop's monitor while his hands blindly and fiercely tapped at the right keys. with no hands to hold his cigarette, it dangles from his lips, the ashes threatening to break off into his lap at any moment. yeah, he's in the building most people seem to stay in, spending his time at a counter in one of the overly stocked kitchens.

just, you know, needed to get away from the horribly claws of sandwich the demon kitten for a bit. ]

I really, really, really, really fuckin' hate this god damn game.

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I did not!

...

The playstation, the dreamcast, the VHS, the robots my father had gotten me for my birthday, my first computer, the modem that came with said computer, the playstation two, the X-box, a couple of cell phones, the DVD player and and almost my goddamn Wii.

Need I keep going?

You should have been more careful about letting me get around your stuff.

[Just sighs, knowing he's going to get nowhere with him] You're not to touch this computer again, Got it?

All I was doing was using it.

[Gives him a stern look]

[And after that, he promptly ignores Guy and heads to the fridge]

You know, what are you doing here?

Kittens need to eat too, since I hate milk, I was forced to come here to look for some to bring back home. Cat food too.

You're spoiling that cat.

...I'm feeding it. How is that spoiling it?

Giving it milk?

It's too little, chances are you took it from it's mom when it was still feeding from her.

What a great mother, just running away from the kitten when I got close.

Well, that's what I'm here for.

...Demon kitten...

I'm sorry, What was that? [He totally heard you.]

Nothing.

Uh huh...[And finds some milk, walking back to the counter to put computer, kitten, and milk on the counter before going to snatch the cigarette from Guy's mouth, and taking a puff]

Hey! If you wanted one, I'd give it to you.

Nah, just wanted a hit or two. You don't have a lot left in this one.

And I'm surprised you're not biting my head off for smoking.

It's not like you'll listen to me.

[Shrugs] Not like you listen to me either, haha.

I do!

[Aaaand cigarette's gone really quickly o.o; Luke's going to grab sandwhich now and kiss the top of it's head]

Oh, you kiss the cat but not me.