Hollywoodsch- [And Daryan goes into his award winning routine of mocking the language, coughing from his throat and producing a "ccck" sound like obnoxious static.] Beautiful.
[He leans, then scuffles forward, scratching the cat behind the ears, resting his head on the other hand, elbow pressed into his knee, grinning.] Get a dog, have one boy, one girl; we can dress some bottles up in diapers. [He quickly adds.] Take some family portraits. [Pause, he pouts as kitty has better things to do, such as saunter off in Klavier's direction.] I'll enter some neighborhood baking contests, and everyone will know that Jimmy and Sandy's mom makes the best damn cookies in the tri-state area.
[With a strained yawn, Daryan lies back, looks up at the sky. Despite his aversion to the feline kind, he doesn't half emulate them; he stretches his body out, his arms above his head, and relaxes with a low, purred 'mmm' from his chest, closing his eyes.] The deck'll be on the list, there's a shit load of things to redo in there- [He talks through a yawn.] I got a can of paint earlier, for the lounge walls, see if you approve. It's- [An arm lazes up, points to somewhere in the house, not quite sure itself.] In a.. bag somewhere.
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