" I really need to sleep or I am going to fucking die!" Drac crawls on the floor, experiencing sore muscles. Arthur went rough on the team, and by the end of it, only Jane and Steve were left standing.
" Don't mop on the floor and sit down. The food is getting cold!" Jane called him while setting the dinner table. Everyone was already on the table waiting for him.
" Yeah...coming...old man, do you have to do us dirty in every session?" He forced himself and slowly sat down; even his buttocks hurt like hell. Seeing him jump, trying to adjust to his seat, made a few of them chuckle.
The room was pretty small, which amplified their unkempt eating sounds. If someone else was here, they would label their animals seeing human food for the first time; Adrian was almost at that threshold. He could say something, but there were better things to talk about.
" I want to report something." Adrian's voice stopped others' banter.
