baby you were my picket fence
Once it was finished Ronin also settled himself on all the blankets and pillows, stretching out and tucking his arms behind his head. But then suddenly Sunjata was mentioning cats, the Star turning his head in time to see the panther flopping towards him; briefly surprised, Ronin half sat up, before a laugh rumbled up in his chest. ”Is that really any more comfortable?” he asked, laying back nonetheless. (It certainly looked more comfortable, even he had to admit that).
”As for having a brother, don’t bother trying to imagine it. They’re a pain in the backside,” he said, though the smile in his voice said otherwise. Absently Ronin’s hand drifted down to scritch at the soft fur behind Jata’s ear, the Star’s eyes slipping shut. Outside the rain still played its music, but the canopy above them muffled it all out for the time being.
”As for having a brother, don’t bother trying to imagine it. They’re a pain in the backside,” he said, though the smile in his voice said otherwise. Absently Ronin’s hand drifted down to scritch at the soft fur behind Jata’s ear, the Star’s eyes slipping shut. Outside the rain still played its music, but the canopy above them muffled it all out for the time being.
i miss missing you
now and then
RONIN
