Cause Victor's been sleepin half the damn time.
Big lug probably didn't even notice the poor cat sittin' there... Give him a minute, though, he wakes up hungry.
James Howlett ᵀʰᵉ ᵂᵒˡᵛᶦᵉ
“I’ll keep that noted in my head, thanks!
If he’s a snack, then why didn’t Victor eat him yet, hmm?”
Luna Snow (Archived)
"Yes to fruit, but no flowers, maybe Irish Breakfast works. Thanks.
And Fudge ain't a nephew, he’s a fuzzball... A little terror! And Victor 's snack."
James Howlett ᵀʰᵉ ᵂᵒˡᵛᶦᵉ
“Just let me know what kind of tea you prefer and I’ll skate over to get it for you.
You remember Fudge, no? This little guy.”
Holding up what was on her lap.
Luna Snow (Archived)
" Sounds good, more tea...
Hold up, nephew? I don't got a nephew, darlin, ya sure you ain't mixin me up with someone else?"
James Howlett ᵀʰᵉ ᵂᵒˡᵛᶦᵉ
“Hmm…I can always go get you other tea if you prefer something else.
Nothing really, just vibing. Taking care of your nephew, but other than that. Just spending time with Maggie.”
Luna Snow (Archived)
"Nah, not sick . . . Just worn out.
Been runnin' on fumes and bad tea for days. . . My claws heal, but even I get tired... What have ya bein doin?"
James Howlett ᵀʰᵉ ᵂᵒˡᵛᶦᵉ
“Tired from what? You sick or something?”
Luna Snow (Archived)
"Heh! Don’t worry 'bout it, Luna. I been through worse than a little chill... And I was Really tired."
James Howlett ᵀʰᵉ ᵂᵒˡᵛᶦᵉ
“Sorry Jimmy jams! I should definitely watch it more with the cold”
