by Nicoffee » Mon Mar 21, 2016 7:23 am
"Enjoying a sunny afternoon", for Youssef, actually meant he was inside his room, curled up under the sheets and with his face in the pillow, his mask tightly gripped on his hands. Incidentally hearing their rather loud neighbor read out loud the contents of his mail (Again). While the information itself was usual, Youssef made a mental note he needed to get that guy kicked out of the neighborhood...Or maybe just get some sound dampening things on his wall. He let out a short 'hmm' in thought, yes, that could work.
Regardless, he figured he should crawl his ass out of bed, and so he did. Sluggishly sliding himself off from under the mattress and rolling down the dark carpet below. He slowly began struggling himself to his feet, stretching his arms and legs, while his second pair of hands went to diligently fix up the bed and leave it organized. He turned around and finished up tidying up the bed before taking a look at himself, having slept only using a pair of black breeches, he sighed exhausted at the thought of having to change, but got on with it, regardless. Managing himself over to his closet to get some clothes on...While he's off doing that, I think this would be a good time to describe the place.
The home consisted of six rooms in total. It all started with the entrance room, it was a big circular room with a big fluffy wool carpet on the floor, Youssef's buy, that one, he often ended up falling asleep on it instead of in his room, anyways, moving on. From that main room, there were three archways, covered up with curtains, one to the right, one to the left and one in the center, opposite to the entrance. The right lead to Youssef's room and the left to Thornton's, the one in the middle led into a short hallway which then had a sliding door on each side. The right one led to the place's little kitchen and the left one led to the bathroom. Back to Youssef's room, however. He yawned once more as he walked out of his closet, now dressed up in his usual full black attire. His second set of arms stretching themselves a bit as they adjusted to now coming out from the holes in the back of his shirt.
Regardless! Youssef found himself heading for the kitchen, where he swung open their fridge and stuffed his head inside as he reached out for the contents of the back, eventually pulling out a small bottle of yogurt. Pulling out the small lid decorated with the face of a smiling Miltank holding a bottle of milk, before he got himself a spoon and got started on having his breakfast...Lunch...Snack...Whatever, he was hungry. He scooped up a mouthful of it and shoved it in his mouth, slowly beginning to waltz around the house as he would go look for Thornton, no doubt he had heard their neighbor's dramatic reading as well. The moment he found him, he'd walk over right behind and greet, in-between spoonfuls of yogurt. "...Noon. We participating on that, right? Like, the thing, our neighbor just mentioned. You know, the expedition thing...Thing." He...Elaborated, before putting another spoon full of yogurt down his mouth.