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❝You look like hell. Morning~❞
The ghost would wave to the up and about Mechanic.While he himself lounged on the couch. He would give a small chuckle from the other’s messy appearance from sleeping.

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@greasemonkeycoward
❝You look like hell. Morning~❞
The ghost would wave to the up and about Mechanic.While he himself lounged on the couch. He would give a small chuckle from the other’s messy appearance from sleeping.
greasemonkeycoward replied to your post “((The urge to make a Shiromori sideblog is GROWING!!))”
[now look here with you and your puns]
((Me and my puns will FLOURISH in no time :3))
"Uncle . . ? Do you need help?"
“M’ fine. I got this.” He huffs, now out of the net.
Arthur frowned lightly, the green color making him a bit nervous. "L-LewLew?"
“....Yes, Arthur?”
[God Au] Arthur shuffled out of the bathroom with a yawn and a stretch, looking around the room. Huh? Where had he gone? Making himself a bit more presentable, the blond left the bedroom and walked the halls, searching for one person in particular. "Mitsuho? Where are you?"
He hated leaving his lover alone. He hated having to take care of business, make meetings and spend time away from Arthur. He’s finally got the other male safe and happy in his temple, his abode, and still the sensation of being drawn away tears him apart. He wants nothing more than to laze and pamper the man he loves, be fickle and enamoured as best he should be. Instead, he suffers dealing with these tax sucking idiots for the first three hours of the morning. His servants help get him fed and composed, finally settling an agreement and signing documents before the vile couple were sent out. Already tired, but desperate for Arthur’s company, Mitsuho dismissed his entourage and began headed back towards his room, robes skirting up behind him when his love was there, headed his way. “Arthur! Good morning!” His cheery bright tone rises, bringing his hands out wide to welcome his love into his arms.
"Whoa, Arthur. Hey, listen, it's going to be okay. Most likely, some gray faces did this to you while you slept." He held on to his twin's shoulders. "It's happened to me before and you were perfectly find yesterday, right?"
Arthur wasn’t even paying attention to who was in front of him, he just ripped out of the hold and started to trash his room, looking around for that one special item that he always had, no matter the outfit.
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Kei yawned softly, leaning back against a log on a pebbled beach of some lake in who knows where. Honestly, he had no idea where he was and he hadn't taken the time to try and see what the name of the lake was.
He'd done another of his wandering drives, purposely not paying attention to where he was going and willingly getting himself lost. It was generally his way of finding new and interesting places to experience, and kept his traveling around from getting boring. The only problem of doing this was that he couldn't always guarantee he'd find some proper shelter along the way when he'd need to rest. And this was one of those times.
Though, even if he had found some proper shelter, he wouldn't be resting for a while. For some reason he felt too restless to try and sleep, his mind buzzing away with random thoughts. So, he'd stopped at the lake, found a place to settle himself down and just gazed up at the stars above. Meanwhile behind him, his black and green ghostly motorcycle stood idly behind him, quietly playing music; not loud enough to ruin the lovely sound of the water lapping on the pebbled beach a few feet from him, but loud enough to still be heard by the distracted green spook.
"You're okay, it was just a bad dream." [corrupt/broken]
When did Arthur get here..? When..?
LewLew was too busy shaking to really say anything to the male, mind slowly coming back to reality.