2D -> Acting Like He's Not in Love With You Headcanons
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stu acting like he ain't in love with you. he's trying to be sneaky with it, but everyone can see through it.
our resident chain smoker here loves smoking. but if you despise the smell of smoke he will always carry a pack of gum or cologne with him just to mask the scent. 2d will even try to lessen his cigarette intake around you. he could never completely quit though.
man, stu's trying so hard not to let his feelings for you get too far for his own sake. cause dude will crumble. and honestly, he's already crumbling. what the helly did you do to the guy.
trying to sneak glances at you during recording sessions, yearning for you to look back at him with an equally longing stare, hoping you'll compliment him on his outfits (outfits that he totally didn't plan out beforehand just so he could catch your eye). yeah, man's in the trenches.
the best moments with you in his opinion were the all nighters he would spend in the studio with you. you felt too guilty to leave him there all alone. besides, you had to make sure he would actually sleep after.
those murky nights, right up until the dusky mornings, you would stay with him. 2d cherished that. those were your moments, just the both of you. it was when you could see him rawest.
if you mentioned to him any of your favourite artists, stu would instantly be reaching out to producers in the industry. trying to get in touch with the artist/band and make a bomb ass collab with them.
at the same time he's hoping that you'll find him cooler when he gets in contact with your fav artists. 🥹
I’ve been working on this for a month. It only took that long because I kept pausing it. I get bored man. But anyway! My passion project, some very shit overall headcanons. For my oc but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to post it. It’s short at times, sorry
I like Ace. Shut up Ik his is long as shit.
Gorillaz x Band Manager!Reader (plus Ace)
Character/s: Murdoc, 2D, Russel, Noodle, Ace
TW: nothing
Type: hcs, fluff ig
Summary: gorillaz members x their smexy band manager (you)
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Murdoc
He's probably the one who started your relationship tbh
He's like, very into you. He doesn't show it all the time, but he really respects how much you deal with because of them.
Especially after he sees you managed to keep the band afloat during and after plastic beach, especially with the kidnapping thing
Tells everybody he's the person who makes the music videos and makes the collabs work, but knows you're the reason other celebrities haven't killed him or something
Not strictly a Murdoc thing, but the amount of fines you've faced due to them getting in to harms way, especially him, is diabolical.
Swears up and down most of them weren't his fault.
Gets hard when he sees you working on paperwork at your desk or just working hard in general he genuinely can't explain it
Gonna include this for everyone, but when ur having a lazy day or just a break, he’s dragging you to the Winnebago. You’re vibing doing nothing at your desk? You can vibe and do nothing in the Winnebago, now come on.
2D
Thinks he started your relationship but you did, he just wants to think he did when you bring it up.
Worries about you a lot, manages to get you to take a good amount of breaks. He is VERY persuasive
When he can't convince you to take a break, he heads out and comes back with your favourite drink or snack.
Feels really bad when he sees you working on any fines you got due to them, offers to figure them out for you. He doesn't know how to.
Not to mention he hangs around you a lot, always either rambling off with some story or being so quiet you forget he's there. It’s rarely in between.
When you don’t have a lot of work on some days, those days are spent with him in his or your room. He’s always sat close by you if you’re not cuddling in bed, or he’s in and out of the room getting you tea or snacks.
Russel
Always keeps such a good eye on you, lowkey has a spider sense for when you’re overworking or something.
When he catches you doing too much, he pulls you away. Not physically, but he finds a way to convince you.
He is very persuasive
Actually does your work for you sometimes, like when you're sleeping or just away, you come back to filled paperwork or sent emails. He’s the only one in the group who knows how to do it besides you
You've tried to tell him he doesn't need to do all that, but he insists you need a break
Tries his best to force the others to act right to avoid giving you any more work. Doesn’t really work unless he holds Murdoc by the back of his neck like a rowdy kitten
On days when you’re overloaded with work, he forces you to take a break while he does the rest of the work you couldn’t, but if you tell him you wanna do it he reluctantly agrees.
Even on your shared lazy days, sometimes you catching him sending your emails in his spare time. Like it’s sweet of him but come back to bed.
Noodle
Had a crush on you when she was a kid, cringes so bad when anyone mentions it and how it might be weird now that the two of you are together
Some days it really gets to her and she thinks she’s weird for it or gross, so it’s best to just comfort her. It’s obvious when since she kinda dials back on physical touch, especially in public. But won’t deny anything from you.
Thinks she's very lucky to have actually pulled you since she fully expected you to reject her feelings
Teaches you some Japanese for fun, doesn’t really give up but doesn’t go strict either. Depends on how bad you wanna learn.
On days where there’s no practicing or filming or anything band related, she doesn’t let you leave bed until she does, which is usually around 10am or later if she’s feeling lazy. Once out tho, she’s taking you to like, an arcade, maybe. Or just lounging in bed with her and watching some random movie. Doesn’t let you near your laptop or work desk to attempt and do your job on these days
Might be the only person in the band who LETS YOU DO YOUR JOB. Only offers a break when she sees you’re actually starting to run yourself off your feet.
Ace
Met you when he was replacing murdoc, and immediately starting thinking about your future wedding
He was smitten at first glance for sure
Like, hearts flying around his head and everything
The gang didn’t hear the end of it, like Ace would go on and on about you, from your eyes to your hair to like, everything. At one point he complimented your height and some of them had to leave the room.
You liked him, he didn't do any stupid shit that gave you problems (less than the others at least). So you started dating
He's out of the band now, but still visits the studio near every day. You live with him, you come home to him and everything. But he always misses you too bad, so he visits. It's starting to piss Murdoc off since he's distracting you from doing your work.
The band isn’t mad about him sticking around, only Murdoc sometimes.
He’s as clingy as a stray cat you fed one too many times.
Like in his visits, he’s sat on your desk watching you work, probably has a small bag of chips that he’s eating and getting crumbs everywhere. Either he’s sat, or he’s made room to lay on your desk with his feet swaying behind him while he watches you or talks to you.
Has yet to be kicked out, somehow. You’ve legit seen Murdoc with smoke pretty much shooting out of his ears because ace STILL hadn’t let you work, let alone left. Plus he leaves a mess almost everywhere he goes and you’re not the one who cleans it.
Crumbs. Crumbs fucking everywhere. Either crumbs or the sticky residue of soda on the wooden floor.
Lazy days happen almost 4 times a week, not really by choice. He stops if you genuinely complain though. But the band is grateful you manage to get all your shit done once he’s gone or asleep. Everyone thinks you’re superhuman for that.
Murdoc x GN!Reader, CONTAINS SFW AND NSFW CONTENT. I will mark when NSFW starts, 18+
SFW
- playing with his hair is his weak spot~ please play with it, especially when he's sleepy or sad
- He argues a lot but can’t stay super mad for too long, he doesn’t want to loose you! He can argue and storm off, but then an hour later he’s cooled off and his arms are back around your waist again like nothing happened.
- he will pull you into his lap when he can, and he would run his hands underneath your shirt, his rough calloused hands leaving goosebumps in their wake~
- POSSESSIVE AS HELL. Once you’re his, he wants nobody else to touch you ever. Typa guy to pull you away from strangers at a bar, or announce, “This guy is bothering you luv?”
- I feel like, as much as he flaunts his ego and stuff, he still gets insecure about his looks sometimes. Like staring at himself in the mirror at night. So please remind him you think he’s handsome and lovable
- Pulls the “Yer just too good for me Luv… I’m just old n sad. You deserve better” shit, shut him up w a kiss please lol, he would love it
- Doesn’t want to really make your relationship public, like media-wise, mostly because he doesn’t want Gorillaz fans to bombard you, or try to take you away, or to try and steal him away
- If somehow through the grapevine his father Sebastian & brother Hannibal found out, he would not want them anywhere near you, he’s opened up to you about his childhood a little and you understand his view and respect it
- If you have an okay relationship with family, he would be a little on edge about meeting them, but with some convincing, he would probably go with you to meet them
- Low-key feels like he would be scared of an affectionate lover at first, but over time would start to crave gentle touches more than any drug. His family was never really like that, so it's hard for him at first, but he slowly gets addicted.
- Secretly doesn’t mind being the little spoon with his lover, he wants to protect you, yet also to feel protected & loved himself
- Likes hearing your heartbeat, so he knows you’re real and not just something he made up.
- He didn’t care for visitors in jail, unless it was you. He was glad you still loved him even locked up. He never stopped loving you. Practically crushes you in his arms when he gets out of jail.
- He misses you deeply when he’s gone or if you’re gone. To the point that if you’re able to go on tour with him, he will bring you. Even if you don’t care for the actual concerts.
- He acts as if you annoy him around others, but in reality, he doesn’t actually mind you and your actions & talking
NSFW
- type of guy to grab your ass as he walks by. Not hard tho, he is an ass man lol. He will in public too unless you straight up tell him bluntly to knock it off
- More on the dominant side, but can be more submissive when he’s sleepy or drunk.
- Low key doesn’t mind if you take control when he’s sleepy/shitfaced, theres a lot of heavy panting/grunting and “I love you” while you ride him
- Enjoys giving and receiving oral, loves it when you push his head against you, or pull his hair when he’s between your thighs. Or he will tangle his hand in your hair and guide you as you suck his cock. Not against you giving him a rim job either lol
- He’s canonically Bi, so I feel like he would like being pegged, not too often tho.
- He's LOUD being pegged tho so try not to do that when people are around
- Into voyerism to a point (ergo fucking in bathrooms n stuff *cough, Paula*)
- Not a fan of degrading much at all, past “slut”
- man loves hickeys, he wants people to know you're his. Also loves receiving them, loves knowing you love him enough to leave marks.
- He’s a biter to soooo, he may leave some teeth marks, i don’t think he would bite hard enough to bleed tho
- I’d say he’s against anything pain-related too, except maybe a spank or two
- probably has some toys, but nothing too crazy. I can imagine him wearing a cock ring or something
- He might just lie on top of you and fall asleep, cock still buried inside you
- Not really an aftercare guy though sadly. He’s used to people leaving after they fuck :(
- Sooo sometimes if he was really fucked up he’ll say smth like “You’re still here? Fuck luv~ your bloody perfect” when he wakes up n sees you still in his arms~
Summary: Headcanons about Murdoc having a crush on you, and after many months of obsession, he finally admits his feeling in a dramatic fashion.
Pairing: Murdoc Niccals x gn!Reader
Word count: 2k
Notes:
Ahhh, I'm now in the Gorillaz fandom! I've been a fan of them since I came out of the womb, but I recently got tickets to their upcoming tour, and now I can't stop listening to them. 2D was always my favourite, had a big crush on him as I grew up, but recently? I like the pickle man. He's just so funny. I've watched so many interviews, music videos, etc. I like him. I like that man.
I do believe these headcanons are gender-neutral, but I also had myself in mind when writing this, so if you see anything non-gender-neutral, then please give me a nudge. It's meant to be gender-neutral so all can enjoy the lovely Murdoc. Thank you x
Most people assume that Murdoc is going to be the worst person alive to date. And whilst he does have a record of being an absolute cunt, he really straightens up when somebody actually likes him.
His past relationships have been one-sided. Murdoc likes them. They’re tolerant towards him. Maybe money is involved? He’s never had pure, unfiltered, healthy love before.
Truly healthy. No strings attached. You’re there for him, and he’s there for you.
It takes Murdoc a while to pick up on things. He automatically assumes that everybody who he comes into contact with, is into him. Still, he knows what rejection looks like, so if you’re not showing clear signs, then he won’t bother.
Murdoc is very visual. He likes looking at you. Maybe you’re busy with one of his band members, going over a song that they’re currently working on. Murdoc can’t help but stare across the room at you, bangs resting on his lashes, hoping that it hides his gaze.
And if you do notice, he’ll look away. Maybe not at first. He might flash you a smile before his gaze trails down to his notebook, full to the brim with notes and doodles.
Sometimes, Murdoc will be playing a simple riff, something to fill the air whilst his band members focus on creating their new sounds. That riff is a distraction, making him look busy whilst his eyes secretly wander over you.
He just likes looking at whoever he’s pining after.
Murdoc is also eager for validation. Physical is fun, but that’s usually sex. Verbal, however? To hear you compliment him, whether that’s his bass skills, personality, image, etc. That makes his poor heart ache!
Let’s say you compliment whatever outfit he’s wearing that day. Murdoc will wear that as much as he can, without looking suspicious. There’s only so many times he can rock up in the same turtle-neck, and despite what people assume, he keeps clean.
If anything, Murdoc improves whenever he has a crush. Clean clothes, tidy room, shaved and maintained. He wants to impress.
Murdoc becomes quiet whenever you’re present. Despite his bold personality, he’s an anxious man. All that blabber? It’s to fill the air. He doesn’t enjoy silence, so if nobody else is going to fill it, then he will.
But when you’re around? Quiet. Hush hush. He wants you to speak. Please speak! Say anything, even if it’s talking to his band members, rather than him. He wants to hear your voice.
Whilst Murdoc is quiet around you, he still talks. He’ll offer you a cigarette, a joint, his jacket when it’s cold, a drink after the day is over. He always pays whenever you go to the pub, pulls out your chair for you. He makes you question why everybody has beef with him, since he’s so sweet and tender towards you, despite his coat collar being raised, covering his expression half of the time.
Really, Murdoc does not come across as this ‘horny devil’ that everybody describes him as.
Murdoc enjoys giving you the odd gift. Nothing over the top. Chocolate that you’ve previously mentioned that you enjoy, or a cheap bouquet of flowers from the corner shop, picked up amongst some other snacks and whatnot.
“Thought these flowers matched your eyes, honey. Don’t think too deep into it. Just tryna do somethin’ nice.”
Sure. A nice bouquet that he spent a fiver one. He’s not rich, not skint, either. Still, a fiver is a fiver - money that could go towards his cigs, but he spent it on you, instead.
When you speak to his other band members about him, you’re usually met with a deep sigh, and some ramble about how irritating he can be.
“I have respect for the guy. Gorillaz wouldn’t be the same without him, but Murdoc? He can be insufferable. A real thorn in your side, you know?” Russel sighs.
But Murdoc isn’t like that with you. You’ve seen his softer side.
2D can’t tie up his own shoelaces, so Murdoc does it every morning.
Murdoc used to read Noodle bedtime stories, despite their language barrier, and has even fallen asleep with her cuddled up to him, a true father figure, or crazy uncle?
Murdoc was also there for Russel when he was exorcized, and whilst he will always miss Del, he told Russel that he only wants what’s best for him.
Besides, Murdoc is funny. He has this strange, bold, raunchy humour that never fails to make you laugh. You binged every single Gorillaz interview that you could before becoming their band manager, and Murdoc never let you down, despite his outrageous comments.
When the heating was broken in the studio, everybody had to keep their coats on. Seeing Noodle in her oversized windbreaker, attempting to play the guitar, was rather funny.
But you didn’t bring a coat, just a jumper, not knowing about the broken heating.
Murdoc insisted you wear his. “Can’t play bass with it on, anyway,” he excused, followed with a shrug.
It was warm, the faux fur collar wrapping around your neck. You kept it on all afternoon, even in the car when he drove you home. You always get dropped off first, then the band goes back to their shared house.
You noticed Murdoc shivering every so often, and pushed for him to put his coat back on. “My long sleeve suits me just fine,” he refused.
“You are literally shivering,” you pushed.
“Nah, they’re just tremors. Miss the booze, you know? Can’t wait to go pub after!”
Funny guy. Silly excuse.
When Murdoc did finally get his coat back, he didn’t put it on, instead taking it straight up to his room. Murdoc questioned if he’s insane as he sniffed the garment, your scent laced within it.
He slept with his coat on his bed for a week after that, sometimes waking up with it in his arms.
Murdoc calls himself pathetic. “Down bad, or whatever the kids say,” he mutters to himself in the mirror.
Sure, this little crush has improved himself. (It’s far from a little crush.) He’s now neat and tidy, well groomed. He even bought a new aftershave, a small something to try and show that he’s not this slob that people think he is.
Well, he was.
But his desire for you is eating him up. He can’t keep questioning if you’ll like his outfit as he puts it on for the day, or if you’ll pick up on the lovey-dovey lyrics that he catches himself writing.
“This is so sweet, Mudz,” you compliment, peering over his shoulder as he scribbles down some more lyrics in his notebook.
He didn’t know you were there, rather alarmed from your sudden presence, and that you’re reading the lyrics that are actually about yourself.
“Got somebody sweet in your life then?” you ask him, and Murdoc can’t answer. He lets out a hum as his lips purse, avoiding your gaze.
You back track. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to hit a nerve, or intrude, yanno?”
Murdoc waves his hand. “You didn’t,” is all he can reply. He flicks to a random page with notes on it, picks up his bass, and starts strumming.
Awkward, you were hoping that’d be the moment.
You’ve known all along. Noodle picked up on it first. That’s one of the men who raised her, and ever since you’ve come along, he’s suddenly all prim and proper. Yeah, she notices.
Then it was Russel, who one-day realised that he’s not had to patch up 2D for a while. He’s usually been hit by a shoe by now, or got into a scrap over something. Murdoc’s been keeping his cool, but why?
Can’t be seen doing all that. Besides, this was his wake-up call. Murdoc needs to keep his cool, and hey, 2D isn’t so bad. Why torment him like that?
2D took months to realise. “Why are you writin’ all this lovey-dovey shit?” he questioned as he read through Murdocs lyrics, left out on the table as he made himself a cuppa.
“Isn’t that what people want? Love songs and all that?” Murdoc defended, trying to play it off.
“Why do you think he’s been writing lovey-dovey lyrics, hm?” Russel asked 2D, and after watching the cogs turn in his head… nothing.
“I don’t get it,” 2D sighed with defeat.
“Because he has a thing for our new band manager,” Noodle intervene with a giggle, and Murdoc instantly jumped on the defensive.
Clenched fists, cheeks turning red, he pulled out everything excuse he could think of. There was no point trying to defend himself. It’s as clear as day, even to 2D, who was chuckling, reassuring Murdoc that it’s alright.
“Yeah, this little crush of yours is cool. Means you’re actually having a bath, for once,” Russel chimed in. He was being genuine, despite holding back a laugh.
Murdoc grabbed his book and stormed off. Thank fuck you weren’t there to see all that, but then again, they wouldn’t have boldly told 2D if you were present.
When Murdoc does finally decide to confess his feeling, after months of torment, he does it in the most dramatic way.
He knows where you live, he’s been in your apartment before. Murdoc has a car, so why did he walk? In the pouring rain? Briefly enjoying the dryness of the Underground, despite how dingy it can be.
Murdoc shows up at your front door, sopping wet, his hair partially slicked back from where he’s tried to keep it off his face. He’s soaked, face barely lit up from your porch light in a dark winters evening.
You try and invite him in, but he cuts you off. “I just need to know, alright?” Murdoc blabbers. He’s staring at the ground, averting your gaze. He can’t look at you, preparing for rejection.
“What are you going on about?” you question, eager to get him inside, out of the cold and rain.
Murdoc pulls his notebook from his pocket, and flicks to one of the many pages full of soppy lyrics. “They’re about you,” he sighs as he pushes the book into your hands.
Your eyes meet a random line, ‘I'm caught again in the mystery. You're by my side, but are you still with me?’
Sappy lyrics. Lovey-dovey. Page after page. Some are desperate, some are cringey, but all are scribbled down with desperation, like Murdoc has to get them on the page now, else they’ll escape his mind.
You let out a soft laugh as the raindrops begin to land on the page. “Idiot,” you mutter, and finally, Murdoc looks at you, rather offended at your insult. “I’m trying to get you inside so I can put you in some warm clothes, and cuddle with you on the sofa.”
His furrowed brows relax, and he lets out a confused chuckle. “What?” is all he can respond, unsure if he’s hearing your words right.
“I know it’s about me,” you say as you shut his notebook. “You’ve gone from writing about war and pollution, to… love songs? All in the space that I met you? Of course, it’s about me!”
“And you aren’t mad?” Murdoc questions, desperate for something - validation, rejection, maybe a confession from you?
“Well, I think the political stuff suited the band better, but why would I be mad at you for having a crush on me? It’s mutual, you know. Now would you come inside already? You’re making me cold, keeping me out here. Dramatic as always, Murdoc.”
All Murdoc can do is laugh to himself, finally following you inside.
You stop in your tracks, hand on the front door, and turn back to him. “Oh, I need a new bouquet of flowers, by the way. The last ones you got me are wilting.”
helloo errr i saw that you do x reader and gorillaz stuff… id like to ask for some 2d x reader fluff ? reader always has a hard time falling asleep at night so 2d tries to help them sleep,,, hopefully this doesn’t sound too confusing, thanks so much if you do this but if not u can ignore!😊😊
- my love is mine all mine -
Summary: Reader usually struggles with falling asleep at night and Stu tries to help them!
Pairing: Stuart “2-D” Pot X GN!Reader (Use of Y/N)
Word Count: 523
Tags/ Warnings: Fluff, reader has implied insomnia, pre-established relationship, use of dialect in writing, cuddling
A/N: Hi anon! This wasn’t too confusing— I actually really like this ask; I struggle with insomnia myself and am a #certified2dlover so this hits my cold dead heart. Also! Sorry it’s so short; I haven’t written in a veeery long time and I’m still kinda getting into the swing of things
The night was cold and a bit stormy, just like pretty much every night had been for about two weeks now, and the time was almost eleven thirty PM. You tried for a while to convince yourself you were up to surprise Stuart when he got home, but deep down you knew that wasn’t the case.
You’d struggled with sleeping patterns for as far back as you could remember. You’d tried tea many times, reading even more often— But nothing seemed to work. Nothing except your boyfriend.
Stu knew about the sleeping issues, and had since fairly early into the relationship. It didn’t exactly take a genius to pick up on the signs. It was only confirmed the second time you stayed the night at his house. (He thought the first would be too soon to completely judge.) Sure enough, you were awake long after him, and when he woke up needing a drink, your eyes were still wide open beside him.
“Y/N? Luv’? Y’up still?”
Your thoughts were interrupted by an all-too-familiar sort of squeaky, gentle voice. When you looked up and your eyes met his ebony ones, his expression softened into one of sympathy and slight traces of disappointment. He let out a quiet huff and came over to sit on the side of the bed, bringing his hand up to intertwine his fingers with yours.
“Why’re you still up, eh? ‘S almost midnight.”
“I don’t-.. I don’t know, D.”
He sighed and, instead of insisting with questions, kicked his shoes off and climbed up to lay down beside you. Without hesitation he wrapped his bony arms around your waist and tucked your head under his chin from behind. He moved one hand to trace small, absentminded shapes against your arm.
“Well-…whatever it is, ‘s all gonna be okay, yeah? ‘M ‘ere now. I could-..tell ya’ a story. Orrr-..I could sing ya’ a song? Or—“
“Hold me.”
2-D paused, his eyebrows furrowing and fingers stilling.
“..Hold ya’? I am already, see? ..’M confused.”
You couldn’t help but let out a quiet huff of laughter and slowly shake your head. You were more than used to, by now, just the amount of things he seemed to take so very literally, or what simply went over his head. You could never find it in yourself to mind, though. He might’ve been dumb sometimes, but he always meant well. He was a sweetheart.
“I mean-…just hold me. You don’t gotta do anything else. Just-..hold me. Please.”
Stu’s eyes, or admittedly whatever remained, widened with realization and understanding and he nodded slowly. He tightened his grip on your body a bit and let his own eyes closed. He buried his face against the top of your head and smiled subtly to himself.
“If-.. If ya’ wake up, wake me up too. That way y’won’t be all alone. ‘Kay?”
You smiled at his words and finally let heavy eyelids close over tired irises. No matter the exhausting days or restless nights, Stuart could never fail to make you feel more secure than any tea or melatonin ever could.
“I will. ..I promise.”
“..I love ya’, Y/N.”
“I know. ..And I love you too, D. More than you could ever know.”
Russel who's so happy to see a woman join the band during phase two and asked you to straighten Noodle out because raising a teenage girl is tough for three grown men.
Russel who notices you sitting on the couch at Kong, legs drawn up to your chest, playing with something. "That what I think it is?" He asks knowingly.
"Yup," You reply. Now the racket from upstairs checks out.
"You stole Noodle's Tamagotchi?" He sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.
"No, I confiscated it." You correct. "Don't worry, I'm taking good care of it. I gotta get me one of these, its fun."
"That's evil, go give it back to her. Whatever she did couldn't have been that bad." He insists.
"You don't wanna know what she said?" You peek up at him over your knees.
"What'd she say?"
"She said "What are you gonna do? Spank me? I think Russ spanks you enough for the both of us!" When I hold her to clean her room. Apparently, she's been talking to Murdoc too much." Russel sits there for a moment, stunned. Finally, he storms off down the hall. "Where are you going?" You ask after him.
"Takin' that little brat's GameBoy." He grumbles. He comes back minutes later and plops down beside you, large thumbs mashing the buttons on the small console. "And from now on, we're sleepin' in my room."
