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The City of the Dead
Forum-Index → Roleplay → The City of the DeadHe waved his hand as he returned to reality "It's alright, No broken bones or anything so thats nice. That little thingie wasn't so lucky."He said as he came to the door, scooping up the mess of metal into his palms. Even in pieces, the device was still too complicated for him.
"But he should be the one doing the apologizing stuff. An apology from you is nice but he should do that on his own..." There was a smile on his face but it wasn't his usual smile. It seemed out of place and it was fond- And at the same time, soo tired. "If ya ever need a help with him then tell me, maybe some chocolate could help with his, as you said, moods. Sugar is honestly a magical thing, you never know."
He looked at pieces that were still resting in his hands "Do you think Ten would mind if i held onto this? For memories. Cheesy is my way of life, i better stay true to it at every moment... If I didn't I am pretty sure that a piano would fall on my head."
"I'm sure Ten wouldn't mind if you kept it. I'm not exactly sure what it is - or, rather, was - so if it starts glowing feel free to toss it out of a window." He blinked at Matthew, all charming grin and soft features, but his eyes seemed hurt. As if the outburst had been directed towards him instead of the gadget. "And thank you for the offer on improving his mood. I have a feeling if anyone can help Tenebris see sense, it'll be you. Goodnight, Matthew, and I wish you good dreams." With that, he nodded and headed towards another door, which apparently led down to the basement, as there were steps.
he wouldn't mind, he is used to sleeping on the floor or on benches
(Yo inno i have no idea what the floor looks likes so i ma make some assumptions and add stuff like beds and couches,do you mind)

Lee sighed inwardly, absent-mindedly rubbing the tattoo on her arm as she thought. We were enough. What if this is too much for him? She questioned herself. No other voice spoke up. If she'd known Ten for so long, why was she still unsure on what he'd do? She wasn't sure, but it made her uncomfortable.
Greg walked up to a room and opened the door
He found an unused bed and random items on the floor
Nothing special of a room
But conveniently there was a bed,but it wasn't too large
Greg doubted it could hold both him and Felix,if it did it wouldn't be optimal,so he said
"You can sleep at the bed if you want,I ma just lay,here." Then he took of his TrenchCoat and folded it,later putting on the floor, possible use it as a bad pillow replacement

With his voice lowered, he added: "Besides, didn't I ask to sleep next to you?"
He turned to Lee as he stuffed the metal pieces into his pocket. "I hope I am not overstepping some lines but do you know what Ten was working on? That thing he threw on the wall?"
"Alright", he murmured, his face turned towards the ground like a sad puppy.
He suppressed a yawn. Maybe he should call it a night too. "Whelp, I am heading off now. Too many stuff happened today and my brain needs to reset. Nighty night, Don't forget to put some traps around your bed. I was serious about the Badgers- They can strike anytime. They just spawn from Trashcans or something. "
The blond boy felt a slight pain in his chest as the memories of the plushie and his birthday came back, but he did his best not to show a change in his expression.
"idk, maybe there is couch or something if you don't mind delaying sleep a bit more, or I could get some chairs and put a pillow on them to "extend" the bed," he said
He didn't want to disappoint the guy, which he also found low-key adorable

He had to open some random doors- not a smart decision- but he eventually found a room with Felix and Greg. "Hey, Can i crash your sleepover? I promise not to eat the whole buffet- Wait, Actually, No promises. I have no self-control."
His fake smile turned into a real one as he had to agree. "I'm not the one who is going to share his candy with everyone, either", he added, leaving his lip in peace now.
(We can timeskip to morning whenever)