It had been a while since Shadow Bakura had last visited. Unacceptable! Though his dealings with Godling's verse were highly distracting. However, now seemed the time to take a break from that, and so he waited upon the kitchen counter, swinging his legs back and forth, for Ryou to arrive.
Ryou sighed glumly as he sorted through his mail, pushing his door open with his shoulder as he sorted the bills from the junk from the bank statements. It would probably be better if he checked his mailbox more than once every few weeks, but then a lot of things would be better if he had more motivation to do them and none of them had happened yet either.
He dropped his school bag near the door, kicked off his shoes, and padded into the kitchen while browsing an electronics store catalogue. The forbidden fruit of real gaming rigs was too tempting to ignore completely.
His distraction was why he made it to the kitchen before realising his company. He shrieked in surprise, letters flying through the air like confetti, and scrambled back to find the bat that lived near his door.
... Oh. Wait. It was .. “.. Shadow me? What- are you doing here?”