[There is a flurry of knocks on the door about fifteen minutes later. When the door opens it reveals Iggy, resplendent in black sweat pants and a pink silk robe. He's holding a bottle of champagne in one hand and a bag of skittles in the other.]
[He sits up and blinks before he touches his throat, his smile fading a little.]
Oh. Uhm. No.
[He puts the champagne on the floor and opens the bag of skittles.]
Is it ugly? It's ugly, isn't it? I, uhm. Have a really faint one on one eye, too. Like I guess where it was gouged out. But you barely notice. The neck, though... should I like, get it fixed?
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that includes you too. 💕
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[ It helps to know not all of his friends want him out of their lives. ]
Do u need me to like
Come fix ur room or something
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If u even trust me to be there anymore
[ There's humor somewhere in there, he swears. ]
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She's a snow leopard but she's pretty docile
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Yeah sorta
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She does that a lot with her tail
IDK why
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I LOVE HER
ok we're gonna hug it out and i'm gonna pet your pussy
cat
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oh hey, he's protective of her. ]
U probably can too
She's really chill
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[ Dee will be sleeping in the corner of the room. ]
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Hiiiiiii!
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As for Dom, he is ... smiling? Maybe because Iggy is so excited. Or just because he's happy to see him. ]
Hey. Uh, come in.
[ He steps aside. ]
She's cool with people, but I don't know if she wants anyone to touch her.
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[Like maybe she's a kitten.
He throws his arms around Dom and hugs him, still holding his goodies.]
I'm so glad you're back! I won't say okay - you're probably not okay - but you're here! I brought us some treats to celebrate.
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—thanks. I'm glad I'm back.
[ A sentiment that comes and goes. He's not fully depressed at the moment, so that's something. Uhm, ]
I don't really have glasses here.
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[He's a problem solver.]
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[ Drinking from the bottle it is. ]
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[Time to flop onto Dom's bed.]
I'm so relieved you're okay now!
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[ Even though he can't ignore that scar. ]
Does it hurt...?
cw: referenced eye trauma
[He sits up and blinks before he touches his throat, his smile fading a little.]
Oh. Uhm. No.
[He puts the champagne on the floor and opens the bag of skittles.]
Is it ugly? It's ugly, isn't it? I, uhm. Have a really faint one on one eye, too. Like I guess where it was gouged out. But you barely notice. The neck, though... should I like, get it fixed?
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