[jason does indeed have a roommate - two, in fact, but luckily mike is still at work or off doing vampire stuff, so it’s just jason and roommate number two ...
the kitten. a little ball of white fluff that attached herself to jason and refused to let go. literally. kitten claws are sharp. as jason is reminded when the kitten is startled out of their peaceful snuggling on the bed and digs her claws into jason’s chest. he yelps, and the kitten scatters, dashing under the bed to hide.
a few seconds later, the door opens to jason, wearing a questioning expression and rubbing a hand over his new minuscule puncture wounds. at least they don’t seem to be bleeding?]
[That's right! Jason told him about the vampire doctor guy. He temporarily forgot in his fit of rage. Good thing the only roommate to bother is one that's fluffy and adorable. Sorry to scare your cat, Jason.
Seifer looks positively fuming when Jason answers the door, though it's not at all directed at him. Instead directed at the Squall he couldn't bring himself to punch no matter how much he wanted to.]
Did you see? [He hisses.] What that idiot asshole went and posted?
[jason never finished high school on account of being dead, so. it's fine.
confusion creases his brow as he steps back and waves seifer inside. he's never seen him this pissed off before, and that draws out a deeply protective instinct. jason's no stranger to unbridled rage or its causes, and if there's someone in the city doing this to his brother, they're gonna regret it.]
No, I haven't checked my phone in a while. [it's halfway shoved under the pillow. he was busy cuddling with his cat, ok.] Who do I need to go stab?
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the kitten. a little ball of white fluff that attached herself to jason and refused to let go. literally. kitten claws are sharp. as jason is reminded when the kitten is startled out of their peaceful snuggling on the bed and digs her claws into jason’s chest. he yelps, and the kitten scatters, dashing under the bed to hide.
a few seconds later, the door opens to jason, wearing a questioning expression and rubbing a hand over his new minuscule puncture wounds. at least they don’t seem to be bleeding?]
Hey. What’s up?
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Seifer looks positively fuming when Jason answers the door, though it's not at all directed at him. Instead directed at the Squall he couldn't bring himself to punch no matter how much he wanted to.]
Did you see? [He hisses.] What that idiot asshole went and posted?
[Sorry Jason welcome to highschool?]
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confusion creases his brow as he steps back and waves seifer inside. he's never seen him this pissed off before, and that draws out a deeply protective instinct. jason's no stranger to unbridled rage or its causes, and if there's someone in the city doing this to his brother, they're gonna regret it.]
No, I haven't checked my phone in a while. [it's halfway shoved under the pillow. he was busy cuddling with his cat, ok.] Who do I need to go stab?
[is he joking? could go either way!]