Matt nibbled at his toast; he wasn't feeling particualrly hungry - for some reason he felt a little bit sick. Probably just some case of anxiety or something, leftover from yesterday. He grabbed a glass of pumpkin juice and took a hasty sip, hoping to settle his stomach.
He looked over his glass at Naumi; she seemed...angry? Then again, she was like him: neither of them handled mornings very well. "You okay, Naumi?" he asked, putting his cup down.
He almost choked on his drink at what she said next. He turned around to look where she was glaring, and managed to compose himself before hastily turning back round to face the irritated Slythie. "Doggie?" he said, chuckling nervously.
__________________ *'Cause w h e n I close my eyes and d r i f t away,*
I think of y o u and e v e r y t h i n g s okay...
And maybe it's t r u e, That I can't live without y o u,
*Well maybe t w o is better than o n e*
Last edited by StuffOfLegend; 06-17-2010 at 04:08 PM.
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