#is drained

[monsieurstupidite]

[Monsieur collapses face first on his couch with a deep sigh. His smoky smelling clothes are a bit tattered and body has scratches, bruises, and a few small burns here and there. He groans into the pillow when Mimi and Pancake hop up onto his back. Le Chatton soon joins them on the couch, gently batting his head meowing.]

Yes yes, I know I know. I’ll shower and get changed in a minute- *Mimi and Pancake start hopping all over him while Le Chatton bats his head harder* fine fine, I’ll go now.

[monsieurstupidite]

*he wakes up from a quite restful sleep* *he yawns, his teeth fully exposed before smacking his lips* *noticing that there is no food, he meows, hoping to receive some* Meoow ~ *he looks around, and seeing as the monsieur is not there, he huffs in annoyance* *upon further inspection, he spies a small bowl full of wet cat food* *sniffing it, he deems it fit to consume and chows down* ~ Le Chatton

*comes home very tired* ... *flops face first on sofa* time for a free trail of death.