[There's a slow blink of those golden eyes as he watches them both freak out over a little nudity. They really are just children. Jiroutachi smiles at them both, thoroughly amused, then quickly gets dressed. Of course, with them hiding how are they supposed to know that he's not naked anymore and that he dressed so nimbly?
Not bad for a drunk guy, right?
Oh and he loves his carrier by the way. There might have been a giggle and him naming the thing Tarou-chan before he lives it on the bed. So he can go over to the young man. And drape himself on him, arms wrapped around him like he just loooooooves his new roommate.]
No fair, no faaaaaair! I don't know your names! How are we supposed to drink as friends if I don't know your names?
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Not bad for a drunk guy, right?
Oh and he loves his carrier by the way. There might have been a giggle and him naming the thing Tarou-chan before he lives it on the bed. So he can go over to the young man. And drape himself on him, arms wrapped around him like he just loooooooves his new roommate.]
No fair, no faaaaaair! I don't know your names! How are we supposed to drink as friends if I don't know your names?