At his house, Boris couldn't sleep at all, knowing that his mate was just in the other room, sleeping alone and utterly defenseless. He had volunteered to sleep on the couch inside the spare room where Lyne was sleeping, but she immediately kicked him out.
"How cruel…" Boris murmured as he got up from his bed.
He strode towards the door and went out to get some sort of alcoholic drink from his bar, but he stopped in his track as he heard some kind of noise in the drumming from kitchen. Sniffing, he smiled. He had caught Lyne's scent.
"My rabbit is probably hungry," he whispered to himself as he quietly approached her.
