Post by Kleos Al Greyback on Jul 31, 2012 16:14:51 GMT
A long busy week was just ahead in the upcoming week, and after this chaotic week, he didn't know what could make it worse. Sure, he wasn't depressed. In fact, he actually felt no sense of sadness. But perhaps that was because he was nearly eaten by a very annoyed dragon this morning? Honestly, Kleos didn't know.
He dragged his body home from the ministry early that day, having decided that he needed the rest of the day off. And on his trip home, back to the London loft apartment he shared with his lover Vlad, he remembered that this week was going to take another step to the worse.
If you called turning into a werewolf every fullmoon the worse of course.
Kleos groaned, unlocking the front door flicking on the light switch showing the calming living room giving a soft sigh and a groan. His eyes glanced over at the near by calender, pausing in mid-step as he stared at the date and the circle.
Storm and Dexter visiting for the weekend
"Sh!t. How did I forget that? Must of been the Eastern Dragon catching that did it..." The werewolf muttered, moving his wand to change out of the business clothes, switching to sweats and a long-sleeve shirt. He scanned around the house, rubbing his eyes at the mess.
Honestly, it was livable, he had food. He cleaned the bedrooms so that was alright. Glancing at the time, seeing they would be arriving in an hour or so, Kleos headed into the cabinet, pouring himself a glass of vodka and sprite soda stirring it together as he waited for his siblings to arrive.
TAG|DEXTER/STORM
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CREDIT|CAEJAE@Caution 2.0