@valiantcharge
He’s standing at the stairs, eye squinted, head leaning to the wall next to the stairs. Somehow he isn’t sure if he’s awake yet - the sight of Azrael gouging out whatever he seems to find is not fully printed onto his consciousness just yet. Good thing Ogata has most of his food secured in the mini fridge inside the room, spare the bird carcasses. Does this guy even that one shouldn’t eat birds raw? Ogata doesn’t know but he’s not confident about it. Well, not his stomach, not his problem. His roommates might not be very happy about the food disappearing but he’ll save that headache for another time.
He blows out a sigh as Bullet passes him jogging to the kitchen likely hoping to get her portion.
“ ....how did you even get in? “
