A Piece of Cake [poppu]

Dramatic in a funny way? Man, there were a lot of weird saying here. Though, he supposed the saying 'eating vinegar' could also be considered a weird saying... mostly because when he told other people about it they acted like he was certifiably freaking insane for thinking that "eating vinegar" could be synonymous with "jealousy".

Wei was giddy when the door to Hari's room opened and he was shocked at the undeniable splendor of it. It was so nice and lush and so full of things and it had a quality of being lived in that his room lacked, just because Wei didn't own many things. He owned enough clothing to fill a single drawer, and everything else he owned he'd bought with the allowance given to him by the school. His laptop, his phone--all came from school money.

So seeing a room that looked a lot like the room from those Studio Ghibli movies--it reminded him of Howl's room from Howl's Moving Castle--it made him feel like he was some kind of spoiled prince living in a manor. Hari was so fancy.

The little monkey placed the lemonade and glasses on a relatively unobstructed table that looked like it'd be fine if the lemonade fell over while he waited for Hari to place the bedding on the floor, burrowing into in a way not unlike a cat, with his face poking out of one end and his tail curling absentmindedly in open air on the other end.

It was nice and warm under Hari's blankets. They smelled nice and clean, like they had probably been recently washed, or at least not used since they were last washed. It made them nice and homey and it almost made the little monkey fall asleep right where he was.

That was until he felt something touch his tail.

The sensation of something on his tail wasn't painful or uncomfortable in any way, it was mostly just weird feeling something touch his tail not know what it was. The appendage straightened and waved much more stiffly as Wei looked behind him to check what had brushed against him.

He relaxed when he realized it was Hari.

Subtitled movies weren't exactly Wei's favorite, just because he tended to read slower than most people talked in these kinds of movies, so he always seemed to be a little in the dark. But if he's just going to marvel at the cinematography and the Indian song numbers, he supposed he didn't need to totally understand.

Wei managed to stay up for most of the movie, giggling covertly when the camera angles seemed to explode and songs seemed to come from nowhere.

But even he wasn't immune to the warmth of the blankets, dozing off into sleep.