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There is a banging on his window. Keralis tries to cover his ears and face with his pillow to no avail, as the banging only gets louder and louder.
“ I have work in the morning, Papa K needs his beauty sleepy.” Keralis grumbles under his breath, getting up from his bed. He opens his bedside table, one drawer and then the other, and pulls his little secret out.
Putting his bunny slippers on his feet, he drags himself to his closed window, he peeks from behind the curtains and sighs loudly. It's him again.
Keralis puts a tired hand on his face, he isn’t sure how many times this happened this week and it's only Thursday!
Princess is getting worried with his growing eyebags, making comments here and there that Keralis is finding each day harder to ignore. Maybe in the morning he should ask Tango for some makeup tips.
He is so sick of this.
The blue eyed man grabs the lock on his window that he installed so many weeks ago, and in quick motions taps the password unlocking the window. He opens it, the frigid 2AM breeze hits his face as Keralis stares at the figure waiting by his window.
“Thank goodness! Keralis I am freezing out there, can you unlock the door for me? Please? I forgot my keys.” The figure covered in shadows exclaims.
“Shiswam…” Keralis makes a tisk tisk sound with his mouth. “Again? This is the third time this week, I sink.”
Xisuma scratches his neck awkwardly. “Sorry my friend, you know how much of a derp I am. I just wanted to grab some fresh air and ended up stuck outside again. If you let me in I promise you it will not happen again.”
Xisuma’s face is shadowed by the darkness, but Keralis can see how his eyes squint into a smile.
Keralis sighs again. “Shishwam… you know I can't do that right?” He tilts his head almost owl-like, looking at the figure standing by his window. As he stands there, Keralis pulls the catch on his secret weapon, and starts to slot bullets into it.
“Why not? We have been living here for years now. Come on, Keralis, don't be cruel to your roommate! Is this about last night’s dinner? I swear it wasn't my intention to eat all the pasta! It was an accident. I can always make more if that is still bothering you.” Xisuma sounds earnest.
“Oh, Shiswamy.” Keralis sounds sad, there is a click as he disables the safety of his pistol, and he points it at Xisuma's head. “We both know that wasn’t the problem. I am so sorry, but Shiswamy is sleeping right now.”
He stops talking, hearing the shallow breath coming from the room next to his, Xisumas's CPAP being a white noise he got used to ignoring, but in times like this is a grounding cable to reality.
Xisuma Looks tense at the pistol, his eyes glinting red even in the darkness of the night and his expression sours as Keralis keeps talking. “Now I need, as Bubbles would say; go to shreep. So please Shiswan, go away.” He asks softly, waving his free hand in a go away motion.
Xisuma scoffs, turning in his heels, vanishing in the forest that surrounds their house.
A thunder cuts the clear night sky, hitting a tree far away. Keralis breathes shakily, trying to calm his beating heart, closing his window, changing the lock's password again, before re-engaging the safety on his pistol. He pulls the catch and picks the bullets out, to be safely put away. That done, he puts it back in his sleeping robes’ pocket and walks back to his bed.
Xisuma breathes loudly in the other room. And the comfort of knowing he is safe and unaware of the darkness of the night, lulls Keralis back to a restless sleep.