Irmano smacked himself and opened the damn door. Various cave critters scampered away from him as he shuffled through what remained of his hive. The place was barely livable, most of his furniture had started to rot away or get carried off in bits by forest critters.
Of course his lusus hadn't kept it clean. He'd lied to Pixzie about it waiting for him, worried. It wasn't home, nor did it worry about anything anymore. Being eaten by Lutonk's lusus and all... He suposed it was fair, his lusus had killed those of most of his friends before The Merge. He wasn't sure why he'd lied to Pixzie about it, honestly. Maybe he was trying to convince himself everything was fine and he should go home.
Must have worked because here he was.
"heey haaliieen loong tiimee noo seeee." Irma spoke to the figure seated on the remains of his couch. He flopped down onto the couch, that luckily didn't give way under the force of him, and leaned back. The pile of bones didn't respond, though being jostled did make it fall over to the side, scattering bots of forearm all over the floor.
"yeeaah ii doont waannaa haang oouut wiith mee eeiitheer" He commented, as if the bones were trying to get away from or ignore him, mostly to not have to sit in silence. "thaanks foor waatchiing my plaacee foor mee."
To be Continued...
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