#etastra

“Darn.” It was the sixth time he’d said that same word, each time it seemed to get more annoyed. Coincidentally, it just happened to coincide with each time he was eaten by yet another giant plant or flying turtle in the game. “I was right there. I was so close I could see the flag! All I had to do was…” Dark eyes narrowed, hand held game system tossed haphazardly to the sofa beside him. If there was one thing in the world that didn’t sit well with Sunghyun, it was frustration. It tended to trigger the animal inside him, leave it clawing at his chest to be released.  All cats (and cat shifters), regardless of whether they were big or small, hated being pent up, hated frustration, and right now he was experiencing both.

               ❝ do you want some pineapple? ❞ is the first thing inha says when she crosses the threshold, munching on a slide of the aforementioned fruit as she speaks. bottle blonde hair is tied into space buns, and a plastic bag hangs from her wrist. only inha could happen upon a fruit stall in desperate need of pineapple sales, and only inha could be stupid enough to buy most of it. luckily the pineapple is prepared already, or else insu would be on the receiving end of a whole pineapple. ❝ i bought so much, i don’t know what i’m gonna do with it. help yourself to as much as you want, okay? ❞

     “ give it up, you are not going to leave the bed today, ” iseul drawls, going all dead weight on poor ol’ hosung as the shorter tries to get up. “ if you are, you’re gonna have to drag me with you! ” the mutant cackles, face pressed against hosung’s waist, arms wrapped tight around the other, determined to be a bother.

     taeil has awaken to much weirder things; a headless spirit, a wailing man with sunken eyes, a line of children hand in hand floating above him but he’s never had a spirit who looks so, solid passed out on his couch. if he’s being honest, he had almost missed the body on his couch but his cats are meowing really loud. taeil fetches one of the cushions that has fallen to the floor and prods the body with it. it doesn’t go through. “ oh? you’re alive, ” the medium gasps just as one of his cats decide it’s finally safe enough to jump right onto the stranger’s face.

“ i told you it was a bad idea. ” with a sigh on his lips he moved aside in attempts at supporting, worry in his glance as it was all aimed towards the other, the sound of cars still ringing in the distance for it was late, and beer never tasted this bitter against his palate ━but seemed to work magic when it was in a cold glass and pressed against a bruise on his own cheek. “ i get yelled at for what my father did all the time, it’s... not really a big deal. can’t change people’s minds, you know ━you didn’t get hurt, did you? ”

              Sujin cackled until he was bending over and clutching his stomach. "H-Holy... Are you good?!" He snickers as he jogs over, trying to kill the laughter as he nears the other with full amusement in his smile. "Issnot what I meant to lean forward," a little chuckle escapes his lips, a hand scratching at his neck. "Do you want to try the board again or would you like to go and do something else?"