Room 429, Friday Evening

[raspberryturk]

Reno was looking at the dirty postcard that he had received from Romeo with about as much admiration as agitation.

On one hand, Romeo had pretty sweet taste in women.

On the other hand, the hundred-and-something year old postcard was... a hundred and something years old. Which was going to be problematic, so far as writing Romeo back to thank him for the vintage porn was concerned.

"Say tray jolly yes," Reno decided, butchering the French language as he stood the postcard on his dresser and stepped back to appreciate it. "And so help me, dammit, I'm gonna tell you that to your face, yoto."

[Door's shut, but the post is open like openly open things. Calling all girlfriends, yo.]

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[raspberryturk]

Reno eyed the exchange between cat and girl, his lips pulling into a bit more of a grin.

"Damn, girl. With the way you coo over that thing, I'm startin' to wonder if you suffer separation anxiety when he's not in the same room as you overnight, yo."

[the_merriest]

"I'm fine," she said, rolling her eyes. "Still say you haven't lived until you've woken up to a kitty chewing your nose, though."

[raspberryturk]

"I got a list as long as my arm of things I say you haven't lived until you've done, yo," he laughed. "Most of my list ain't legal. But by your standards, I guess I haven't lived anyhow, yo."

[the_merriest]

Rikku snickered. "You'll have to show me some of them, zoto," she said, leaning up for a kiss.

Ignore Petey, he always wriggles.

[raspberryturk]

The wriggling was difficult to ignore, but Reno was determined not to let this kiss be interrupted, dammit. So somewhere in and during that kiss, he put his hand on the top of Petey's head and let it sit there, again. Stupid cats, anyhow.

He'd totally show her some of them, sometime. ... Not all of them. Some of them weren't very bright to do a first time, let alone go back to show the girlfriend, really.

[the_merriest]

Awww, Reno liked him! He liked Reno. He was gonna lick Reno's hand. A lot.

Rikku was going to lean in and hope he wasn't wriggling badly enough that she needed to break the kiss just yet.

[raspberryturk]

Reno was going to lean back and hope that the wriggly thing wouldn't prompt Rikku to break the kiss just yet.

He'd been working on holding his breath, after all.

[the_merriest]

Ooooh. She could tell, he was doing pretty g--

"Ow," she said, pulling back. "Ow, ow, ow, okay, those were claws, Petey."

He mrowled his agreement. They were!

[raspberryturk]

Reno cleared his throat as he straightened up, smirking faintly.

"Cat's got killer timing, yo."

[the_merriest]

Rikku shook her head. "Cat's gonna keep doing that if he stays. I so much as wriggle in the middle of the night, and my toes get eaten."

Petey mrowled, unhappily. He was still up, he wanted to be down!

[raspberryturk]

"Eh. He's just a cat. He ain't hurtin' nothing anyhow. Go on, put 'im down."

Possibly, these were famous last words.

Reno wanted more kissing, dammit.

[the_merriest]

"You ... want him to stay with us?" she giggled. "'Cause ... otherwise I should take him back before we, uh."

Petey wriggled harder and found his own way down.

Rikku slipped her arms around Reno's neck again.

[raspberryturk]

See? The cat totally had the right idea, here. Get out of the way so that kissing could happen. The retarded kitten was brighter than anyone ever gave him credit for. Reno was going to have to sneak him lunch meat or something later in order to thank him for this.

He slipped his hands around her waist and kissed her and wasn't going to let go, dammit.

[the_merriest]

She'd needed this. Last night had been crying and clinging, and this was more ... easing into it. Curling around him and letting her lips wander over his and her arms pull him closer. And ignoring it whenever she felt a light nip at her ankles. Petey could amuse himself. He usually did.

[raspberryturk]

The great thing about shoelaces and ankles, really, was the fact that they were so, so very far away from faces and lips. This meant that the cat could destroy his feet, for all Reno cared, and Reno could once again attempt to demonstrate how long he could hold his breath. And pull her up close against him and stay that way.

[the_merriest]

After a few minutes, she eased back, looking into his eyes with a grin. "You've been practicing," she laughed. "What are you up to? Two minutes? Three?"

[raspberryturk]

He stuck his tongue out for a moment, grinning as he caught his breath.

"Three-fifteen, by my last count," he informed her. Because... damn. It was a big deal, okay?

[the_merriest]

"Check you out," she giggled, bouncing on her toes. "You'll be a blitzer in no time, zoto. I should warn you, it's a little harder when you're swimming around like crazy trying to figure out who's got the ball."

[raspberryturk]

"I'm thinkin' it's gonna be even harder than that until I learn how to actually swim," he added with a bit of a shrug of his shoulders. "It's okay, yoto. I'll come up with some good, practical uses for it that don't involve drownin' once my three-fifteen runs out, yo."

[the_merriest]

Rikku laughed. "If you can hold your breath for three minutes, you can probably find your way to the surface, zoto. You just kick." She leaned up a little. "I might be interested in some of those, uh, other uses?"

Frown. "When there isn't a kitten eating my shoes."

[raspberryturk]

Reno sighed and looked downward at the cat.

"Petey-boy?" ... Aww. "... You got good taste in shoes."

[the_merriest]

"He can't stay," she said, sadly. "All his food and his litterbox and everything else, they're back in my room. Say bye-bye, Petey."

[raspberryturk]

"Could probably just as easily grab the food and litterbox," Reno idly mused, demonstrating the age-old tradition of Reno not paying attention to the words coming out of his mouth.

[the_merriest]

"Should I?" Rikku asked, eyes shining. "I could get one or two of his toys, and he could crash here, with us, for the night. It, uh, it might mean we can't ..." Blush. "But I kinda ... just wanted to snuggle anyway, you know?"

[raspberryturk]

And now that Reno's brain had caught up with the conversation, Rikku was being too damn cute to say no to.

"Oh? Uh. Snuggling is good." He liked to snuggle. He was getting good at it, he figured. Needed some work maybe, here and there, but he had a good teacher. "Go on, get his toys or whatever."

A pause for consideration.

"Nothin' that squeaks or jingles, zoto."

Ground rules were important.