"I did NOT say I was 'lonely'!" Till's expression wars between horrified, embarrassed, and furious, eyes flicking from Ivan to Rei, face turning a vivid red. "I SAID it was 'quiet'!" Till had only been thinking about how lonely it was, living alone, especially because he'd bonded with his ex-roommate. He would never tell Ivan that it feels like everyone who likes him leaves, and that he's taken to keeping the TV on all the time because the silent, empty house reminds him too much of solitary confinement. He'd only think it.
"AND NOBODY ASKED FOR CEREAL!" Till slams the fridge door shut, narrowly missing Ivan's fingers. Ivan doesn't seem worried at all that he might get hit, and it's pissing Till off even more. He doesn't give a fuck if Ivan is hungry or not; he's lucky Till hasn't fed him a knuckle sandwich.
"You think I won't hit ya, huh?! Ya think I've gone soft livin' here?!" The problem is, Till must have gotten soft, because he doesn't actually want to hit Ivan. Which is just as well that Rei gets between them, forcing Till to backstep rapidly or brush up against him.
The fact that Rei has, in fact, not also been kidnapped is less comforting than Till thought it might be. Probably because he seems to be a willing accomplice instead. Now they're making plans to bail each other out?!
Till gives an explosive sigh, all the energy he woke up with suddenly gone as he collapses into a nearby chair. He drops his head to cradle his temples in his hands and bemoans his misfortune to be surrounded by this insanity, quietly aloud.
"Oh my god… My stuff is here too? Fuck…" Clearly, Till doesn't think this is very convenient.
"There's no way… you two actually think it's normal not to ask me first…? Am I crazy? I must be having, like… a stress-induced episode… This is insane. Absurd. Unbelievable... I still don't even know where I am..." He says it in a small voice, willing his heart to stop its anxiously fast pace.
@foreverembrace -> vamplyrical