[ Despite saying good night though, quite some time later the front door opens up.
And there's.... the sound of something climbing the house.
Choromatsu never actually comes up on the roof though. The most that can ever be seen from him is the tips of his ears and one hand.
But he puts a blanket and a plate of....... what the heck are those. Are those supposed to be pancakes? They'll taste like pancakes but they look like absolute shit. Either way he leaves both of those things there.
Then scales back down.
And slides the front door shut behind him once he's back inside.
He was making food for himself anyway so may as well. ]
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And there's.... the sound of something climbing the house.
Choromatsu never actually comes up on the roof though. The most that can ever be seen from him is the tips of his ears and one hand.
But he puts a blanket and a plate of....... what the heck are those. Are those supposed to be pancakes? They'll taste like pancakes but they look like absolute shit. Either way he leaves both of those things there.
Then scales back down.
And slides the front door shut behind him once he's back inside.
He was making food for himself anyway so may as well. ]