#ask-inka

Loud grumbling, the monkey is in the kitchen washing the dishes after lunch. Izaya had wandered off and Monk was unhappy. He smacked the pipe a bit, water trickling slowly. “Shit... another thing I need to fix. Izaya, do you remember where we put the tools?” Hearing nothing but the door open Monk put down the dishes. “Izaya, you know you’re not supposed to go outside when I’m not with you!” He hears him talking to someone at the door. His ears perk up as he runs to the makeshift living room. There he sees Izaya hugging a woman Monk thought he’d never see again. She was crying tears of joy as his body shook. Heart skipping a beat he took a step forward. “I-Inka?”