#allm

I wish there was more endmight stuff...

mouse leaned against the entryway of the new place, crossing his arms over his chest. after stealing a ride on the back car of a train and hiking eight kilometers to reach the apartment, it was no wonder that all seven of them were starving. angel and trouble had elected to unpack, uno and babyface had disappeared after a few minutes - that left him to do the honors. glancing down at his notepad, mouse checked the four orders he’d gotten so far, nodding slightly. he had a shit memory, and didn’t much like to talk to strangers, so it was much easier to just hand over a piece of paper when it came time to order. all he needed was the last two. looking up, he gave a wave to sidekick and crybaby, gesturing to the notepad.