Sits next to him and repeatedly pokes his side. "Boo."
“snrkk…?” squirms from his longass slumber, eyes slowly opening. he squints, immediately shielding them from the one poking him. what.. is up with this damn brightness. too bright. too shiny.
he registers a tad bit too late the jabbing in his side, he looks down at it, almost unfazed, brain barely able to compute just yet. “ah..” you little bastard..!
feeling like an ancient awakened elder god, he slowly and rigidly at first moves his arms to basil’s direction, gripping at his face. tracing it into his palms, becoming once again familiar with it. a lazy smile is brought out of him, some clarity gained by looking into these calm eyes.
“is this how hip kids nowadays greet each other? boo. to you too.” squish squishes.








