>blitzo is staring you down.
>Jesus, the dude has got some intense eyes. Fucking huge.
>Loona is showing you around the apartment, trying her best to look unenthusiastic.
>"This here is the bathroom. I wouldn't touch the switch to the left at night, the fan is super fucking loud and blitzo won't fix it.
>He continues to stare at you.
>Holy shit he does not like you.
>"You get to sleep on the couch. Now, I'm pretty sure blitz didn't fuck anyone on it yet, but you would do good to stay away from any stains"
>WTF did she just say?
>Loona pulls out the couch.
>"There's a tv there if you get bored. Keep it down, people are trying to sleep. Drink my coffee, and I'll kill you."
>Well, you see where she gets it from.
>Loona and blitzo go to their bedroom, and eerie quiet rolls through the apartment.
>You lie down. Fucking hell, this blanket is too small for your new body.
>How the hell do hellhounds shower? You haven't sweat all day, and you've been rather cool all day, but you're warming up now.
>In fact, it's starting to get a little too hot.
>Almost without you noticing, you started panting. Nice to know that you don't need to worry about doing that yourself. It's still a bit hot though.
>It's uncomfortable.
>You flick on the tv. Maybe you can distract yourself.
>The volume is low, no one but you can hear it.
>sweet.
>Fuck yes, star trek.
>You hear something, something so small you wouldn't think you would be able to hear it, but yet you did. Being a hellhound is odd.
>Loona's door is opening, she's walking over to you. She's wearing pajamas with little dog bones on it. Cute. She has something in her hand.
>"Uh... hey. I brought you this fan.... or whatever. Sometimes I forget that I'm not the only one.... It can be pretty uncomfortable to sleep without one." she whispered
>"Oh hey, thanks." you reply.
>"Is this star trek? I really li-- I mean, it's okay. Could I watch with you?"
>"Of course. It's your place
