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Upstairs in the late afternoon, Romeo sat in a further corner at a table. Though it was a little early by the estimation of some for drinking, edging just past four, Romeo had acquired a glass of Zinfandel and was sitting with it as his only companion for the moment. Not that he minded.

After the incident in Lavender Heights, as utterly humiliating as it had been for a myriad of reasons--but also eye-opening--he had decided that he was due a bit of time to himself. Staying around home, taking time to recuperate. And though he'd never admit to it, he was making aims to be a little more mindful of the fox, at least for a bit. Hopefully some time with Kuzunoha in the near future would soothe some of those nerves in the easiest way. Much as he begrudged it, associating with the other fox did make life easier.

Slipped once, would not do it again.

So he'd had lunch and ended up here. Maybe going out to the wilds and letting the fox loose would have been better. But a comfortable, stress-free environment for them both did enough of the trick.

Forgoing books, Romeo was shuffling a deck of cards over and over while he watched the quiet surroundings of other ongoing games and solo ventures, and a reading club in the corner, speaking in quiet tones about The Undomestic Goddess.

Outfit + sneakers


Katya scooted up the stairs with her chocolate milkshake, following the scent of the trail. Her eyes shifted over the floor, and she very nearly mistook the figure she was looking at as Wilhelm.

Male. Older. In a suit?

But reassuringly, it wasn't, and so she made a beeline for him.

"How do I play?" Katya asked pretty loudly with a nod to the cards, putting her giant glass on his table. The reading club gave her an immediate scolding, and she did little more than glance to them before looking back to the guy. She grinned, eyes flashing a dangerous yellow as she tried to figure out what he was.



He smelled her as soon as she swept towards him--surprising enough in and of itself--and he sat up a little straighter, and inherent tension playing out in the first second.



A deep breath and he realized the fox was pushing not out of any fear of the the non-fox, but out of curiosity. So deprived, it seemed practically any were would do, and if Romeo was trying to make his own life easier with some adjustments for the time being, well...

Tolerance may have to start being part of that. Or maybe just for today. Heaven knew he didn't want to be making best friends with your average were anytime soon, but this one was young, eager, and oddly charming even as she was flashing her eyes. Probably a newbie. Well, best not offend her and have her putting wolf paws--he knew what she was--all against the establishment's nice floors.

Tilting his head a little, he didn't smile but his tone was light. "Depends on what you want to play," he said. A standard deck of cards, which he had now in hand, worn from so many hands over its lifetime here in this place, could be used for a lot.

”I don’t really know any games.” Microsoft solitaire?? ”What’s your favourite?”

She wasn’t being denied, at least not openly, so Katya planted herself in the seat across from him. All she had was coyote guy and the wall behind him to stare at, so, hopefully he was full of secrets. :3

She was definitely a curious creature, and while a serious part of him wanted her to just go away, enough of him was feeling tolerant that he almost found her odd enthusiasm endearing. He had seen and dealt with a lot of people in his life, but it took a certain sort to approach a stranger with such confidence.

A brief thought, as he really did not play much, especially these days. But a slight mental throwback to slightly better days in Cataclysm, moments spent feeling rather human and he reached for another rubber-banded deck of cards at the end of the table. "Ever played Hand and Foot?" he asked, unwrapping the band from around the second deck. They'd need two for this one.

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