I need a vacation from my vacation.
(っ,-) While I'm at it, I would also like to file for sleep bankruptcy.
Opening the door to the penthouse, I am given a warm welcome, one that someone like me probably doesn't deserve.
Boketto lunges at me, giving me a hug. "Graves!" She is wearing her baggy shirt and those short shorts that fail to hide her ass.
Cafune scratches her head, still wearing no pants as she greets me. "Gravy! Did you bring souvenirs from your trip to mars!? Please tell me its an alien! I was already thinking about names, Alan, Alain, Allen, Allyn, or maybe Allan."
When did I go to Mars?
"Hello, you both. I missed you." Did I really?
Boketto continues to squeeze my hand. "No way, I missed you more!"
"I'm glad to hear that, and I'm just as glad my apartment wasn't blown up in my brief absence."
Boketto crosses her arms. ( -᷅ ⤙ -᷄ ) "You need to have a little more faith in us."
