[ Between dealing with Traci's texts and rounding up Leon, it takes Felix a while to leave Locus' house. It's neat, all the glitter and marshmallow-flavored cat puke cleaned up, and there are fresh sheets on the bed. Just like Locus in his fussy adherence to neatness and order likes.
But Felix isn't thinking about that as he and the lynx trudge back to his house. He's not thinking of the stuff he left there—he can get more stuff if he needs to do it—or the fact that he won't be able to appreciate the fruits of his decorating. He's not even really angry anymore. Though, he's pretending to be angry, that what he's feeling is anger and not a kind of hopeless futility that's verging too close to sadness for his liking.
Leon cavorts around like he's having the best time, pouncing on leaves and chasing rabbits into bushes, but he really livens up when they're nearing Felix's house. And by the time Felix gets the door open, Leon is shoving his way in and bounding into the living room like something great is in there waiting for him.
Really, that should've been a clue. But it takes Felix actually looking into the living room and seeing Locus there, with Leon purring to beat the band and trying to climb into his lap, to realize what's happened.
Sighing, he leans against the wall and folds his arms across his chest. He feels tired, he probably looks tired, and he certainly sounds tired when he opens his mouth. ]
I spent all day decorating your house for you to see it. Go on. [ He gestures in the direction of Locus' house. ] Go home.
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But Felix isn't thinking about that as he and the lynx trudge back to his house. He's not thinking of the stuff he left there—he can get more stuff if he needs to do it—or the fact that he won't be able to appreciate the fruits of his decorating. He's not even really angry anymore. Though, he's pretending to be angry, that what he's feeling is anger and not a kind of hopeless futility that's verging too close to sadness for his liking.
Leon cavorts around like he's having the best time, pouncing on leaves and chasing rabbits into bushes, but he really livens up when they're nearing Felix's house. And by the time Felix gets the door open, Leon is shoving his way in and bounding into the living room like something great is in there waiting for him.
Really, that should've been a clue. But it takes Felix actually looking into the living room and seeing Locus there, with Leon purring to beat the band and trying to climb into his lap, to realize what's happened.
Sighing, he leans against the wall and folds his arms across his chest. He feels tired, he probably looks tired, and he certainly sounds tired when he opens his mouth. ]
I spent all day decorating your house for you to see it. Go on. [ He gestures in the direction of Locus' house. ] Go home.