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cockroach

Nasty. Why’d you name your blog that, homem?

cockroach ?

Ha ha. [He sensed a sort of apprehension from this one. He had to be careful. So Archy took a few steps back and rubbed at his arms. A little chilled.] Not-Kansas have a name?

[He perked up at that and held the piece carefully] Ah, thanks. Y'didn't have to. It was probably yours anyway in the first place. Jus' an old habit to collect food...heh.

Well, I might have, uh - dragged it under the couch for safe keepin'. [At least he didn't sound as sick as he had yesterday. He sniffed.] Nah, it's okay. 

Hotel - Four Seasons? Wow, I must've been in some party I don't remember endin' up here at all. S'pretty nice.  [Archy snorted and looked around the room before focusing back at Lamont, who was then crouching down.] I'm not usually the kinda roach who visits hotels either but I'm glad you aren't freakin' out about it like most people. [He fixed his hat and held out one of his tiny hands,] Nice to meet ya, Lamont. Heh. Talkin' roaches not common 'round here?

[Archy gave a small nod, removing his hat to scratch at his head a moment, pausing when Charlie had reached out to poke at one of his antennae. It tingled a little and twitched in response. Well, it was better than being picked up by them and flicked into a dumpster. He was just glad that hadn't led him losing one yet with how often it happened.  ...fuck Big Bill. Ugh.] Haa that tickles a bit. [He snorted.]

...wh at

Heheh, yeah... [He chuckled and wiped at his nose with the tissue and perked up a little at her offer, antennae twitching upwards some. In some ways Archy was reluctant to leave in the first place. Sure, Shinbone Alley was his home but this place was nice too - and this was only temporary obviously. Still, he couldn't help wanting to stay a little longer.] Ya sure? I don't wanna be a pest or anythin' like that.