"The fuck?" Ronan grumbles as Chainsaw swoops up to hand atop the fridge, grinning down at the wreckage below.
The mug lies in pieces at Ronan's feet, a splatter of ceramic and hot, dark liquid and Ronan throws an empty container of powdered donuts at her in retaliation. With a delighted squawk she flaps her wings and flies up into the high up rafters. At the sound of another voice she calls out again and Ronan frowns as he crouches to clean up the mess.
He doesn't answer Noah, his words from the night below still echoing too loud in Ronan's head, just clenches his jaw as he collects the shards of splintered ceramic.
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Date: 2016-10-10 03:09 pm (UTC)The mug lies in pieces at Ronan's feet, a splatter of ceramic and hot, dark liquid and Ronan throws an empty container of powdered donuts at her in retaliation. With a delighted squawk she flaps her wings and flies up into the high up rafters. At the sound of another voice she calls out again and Ronan frowns as he crouches to clean up the mess.
He doesn't answer Noah, his words from the night below still echoing too loud in Ronan's head, just clenches his jaw as he collects the shards of splintered ceramic.