It's all for the donuts

[goldenglasses]

Who: Vash (goldenglasses), Rogue (touchofrogue), and a random troll named Wolfwood (not_a_bluesbro )
When: Saturday, November 20th
Where: Vash’s bedroom. >D
Summary: During his morning meditation, Vash has a crash-in visitor and a nice little coma nap.
Rating: PG, come on people! They’re all wearing clothes!

Vash awoke as he did every morning; eyes slowly opening as he slipped away from the night’s dream. He yawned as he pushed himself slowly upwards and gave his bed hair a ruffle. He hadn’t particularly liked last night’s dream. It was more like a nightmare really, but it was gone now and it was another chilly day in Luceti.

He took a deep breath and crossed his legs in bed. Shutting his eyes as he began his morning meditation. The subjects are of love and peace, he usually quits after about three seconds, but this morning the meditation is going to be cut off a little short.

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[notabluesbro]

Ahahaha, see, now he enjoys seeing you sputter when you can't read into his teasing comments. He just sips his coffee, nodding, nodding—and suppressing a goofy grin. "Suuuuure. There's no reason to hide it from your best pal in the world, right? Your secret love affair is safe with me, rest assured."

Sippity sip.

[goldenglasses]

"Wolfwood. I am not having a secret love affair. Even if I was; why would I have ANY need to make it secret?" There's a tone in that voice. One that says: If Meryl hears of a secret love affair - someone will die.

[notabluesbro]

"Hell if I know," he says with the most amusing tone of voice—but he throws a thumb over his shoulder, toward the door. "All I do know is it's pretty damn cold and white out there. Maybe I'll just have to live inside from now on, without stepping out."

As much as he said that, he was admittedly curious about these interesting slush of cold. Not that he would admit to any boyish wonder just yet, as he'd been so adamant about not wanting to experience wintertime.

...Then again, he would probably hate the damn season once he got sick.

Which he knew he would, knowing his luck.

[goldenglasses]

"Alright, fine. I'll go get you a new coat. Just let me finish my coffee." He downs it in one gulp, there really wasn't much left anyway. After setting his mug down he moves to the door where he keeps his scarf. He starts to wrap it around his neck when he turns back towards Wolfwood. "Oh, and uh... if Meryl wakes up. Don't tell her what happened. I'll do it when I get home. You got it?" The last thing he needs is you giving Meryl the wrong idea.

[notabluesbro]

After a moment, he seems like he's going to entirely ignore that request, judging by the snarky look, but he sighs and puts a hand up. "I wouldn't tell her. She might just kick me through a wall before looking for you."

[goldenglasses]

Vash rolls his eyes, but it's encouraging. "Alright, I'll be back soon." With a wave over his shoulder he disappears out the door.