Sitting on his, (or rather Ruki’s), bed, a console lazily sat itself on Virek’s lap, as he typed away at his phone. Texting the very man who had practically held him hostage for weeks now.
— [This made me think of you.]
— [ I’m aware you aren’t a fan of this game /you’d/ like to call ‘Animal Intersection’, but I still feel inclined to share. Both of you are intelligent, like books, and it would not surprise me if I came to find out you have been evading your taxes. ]
— [ P. S. It is called ‘Animal /Crossing/‘.]
(i needed viruki silliness in my life don’t mind me. 🏃)
"A text...? How unusual."
After retrieving his smart device and reading the sender's name, a slightly bewildered expression rose from Ruki upon seeing 'Virek' as well as the preview of an attachment. Especially one that appeared to be a cartoon-styled cat donning glasses and reading.
"...? Why... Out of all the things to show me, why—"
With a bag of groceries in one hand and his phone in the other, the Vampire found an acceptable place off to the side of passersby walking across the street, going about their daily business, when he finally opened the full extent of Virek's text.
"That ridiculous looking cat... reminded him of me? Preposterous."
Quickly, he began composing his reply.
I could care less what the game is called, Virek. Don't you have better, far more urging matters to tend to? Like your schoolwork, for instance? When I get home, there better not be an unfinished assignment lying about on your desk in favor of this video game.
And, for your information, there is no Vampire more skilled at reviewing the finances of our family than I. There are no taxes I've been evading, so don't you dare compare me to that cat. At least I don't live in an office. As for that safe next to him, perhaps he should stop reading and work on securing some money to put in the vault instead.
"Good grief... I must hurry back home at once."
