It was a lovely day.
After your post-noon jog around the the park, you arrive at your apartments with Risa already eager at your door. She was wearing a black shirt and dark brown jeans. You're slightly amused she put any clothes on at all. The lock opens when you turn the key and the door opens. Risa followed you inside. You sat down on the couch to cool off for a few moments, but Risa wasted no time heading to the kitchen and searching through the drawers. It didn't take long for you to cool off, and for Risa to return from the kitchen and a drawer full of critters. "Guess who finally found them." she said with a cheery voice as she set the box down on the coffee table and knocks it on its side.
Several micen spill out of the box, there must have been a little more than a dozen hiding in there. Risa sat on the other side of the table and knelt down. One micen caught your eye. She was brown with black poke-a-dots along her back. She didn't have hair on her head other than fur. She was the first to get on her knees while the other micen still laid back confused. She saw you and get to her feet and ran. Then she saw Risa, and without a second thought turned around and went back to you. She stopped, hesitant on what to do next, and held out her hand as if for you to shake it. "H-hello, Solace."
You reached out and gently pinched her hand and gave a little shook. "Why hello little one."
"My name's Denise. I'm assuming you got acquainted with Ray, in more than one way seeing as she isn't here." Denise could feel Risa staring at her with hungry intent from behind her, and shriveled as if it burnt. "So, I'd have to also assume you aren't here on a happy occasion."
You reach out and surround the mouse with your palm and gently pet her head. "It's happy for me. Not so much for you." She looked at your lips and then your eyes. "I see." She sounded like she accepts her position. "May I go last? Please?" You poke her stomach with your index finger, knocking her over. "Sure, only because you're so amusing."
Risa puts on a sad face and her ears fall to the side. You can tell she's joking, especially after she drops the act and snags a micen in the box. As you were talking with Denise all of the micen retreated back into the box, seeing as that they have nowhere to go, they can only hope to die later than others. She pulled out a pure white male and what seemed to be a red micen that attached herself to him. Risa put on a shocked face and a gasp, this time she wasn't acting. "Rim? Wite? What- How did you...?" Your sister hasn't been this surprised in a while. She returned to her stature after a few seconds of being silent. "What are you guys doing here?" You can hear them talk to Risa, but you can't make anything out, they are purposely talking in a low voice. Risa turned her head up and looked at you. "Solace, may I keep them?"
You titled your head "We came over to eat them, haven't we? Alright. Eating contest. Whoever eats the most micen gets to keep both of them."
Risa smiled, as if she was hoping you said that. "But don't I always win these?"
"Don't ruin the suspense!" You hold your palm out and motion for Risa to give you one of the micen she's holding. She gave you the red one. You set the mouse down next to Denise on the coffee table, Risa decided to put the white one down her shirt; in her bra somewhere, to be more specific.
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