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The Apartment Above the Groovy Tunes, Saturday Morning
All said, Jono had slept in far worse places than the floor. He'd pulled out enough blankets to make the whole experience not terrible after Rinoa and Squall's arrival last night, and Joni had only trampled him a few times. Which, really, wasn't all that different from what she'd be up to if he'd actually slept on his... bed.

His mattress on the floor. At least with Squall here, he had someone he could shake down to help him move his furniture from the Boards. He'd been putting it off a while, now, mostly because it involved actually going back to the Boards a few more times, but with company staying until they could find a place of their own, he really couldn't put that off much longer.

He'd appreciate that he actually had furniture to haul over soon enough. In the meantime, he was giving his kitchen a despairing look. He'd managed to stock the bare minimum before his company had arrived, which mostly involved milk, bread, cereal, and disposable dishes. He'd let Squall and Rinoa figure out proper groceries between them.

[OOC: Open for them what are staying in the apartment, and any kids that might have a reason to be here, too!]

heromaniac

2014-02-23 02:44 am (UTC) (Link)

"Is there a word that means you think all the bad things in life are because of you? Because that kind of fits." Her smile was fond. "If I named our son after you when I know you don't like the idea... you both must be very very important to me."

furnaceface

2014-02-23 05:44 am (UTC) (Link)

//Guilty?// A beat. //Chronically guilty?//

It wasn't half as charming a word as 'narcissistic,' really.

//I... can't even begin to imagine what sort of life his family has made for themselves,// Jono noted, nodding toward JJ, //but... it seems like a happy one, for them. Maybe there's something to what you're saying, there.//