[ someone's hidden a slim little photo album he wasn't supposed to be looking at beneath his belly where he lay on the bed, too. Kuja's tail curls lazy figures through the air, the whole of him seemingly unreactive to his master's presence.
He hadn't expected Victor back so soon. Or maybe he'd just lost track of time, sating his curiosity regarding the face of the missing step in the stair. ]
Hm, hm~. The pillows are really down, this time. None of that artifical garbage.
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He hadn't expected Victor back so soon. Or maybe he'd just lost track of time, sating his curiosity regarding the face of the missing step in the stair. ]
Hm, hm~. The pillows are really down, this time. None of that artifical garbage.