I Know Kissing Keeps You Warm. But Really, GTFO.

Once again Zy was up at the oddest hours of the night, for the oddest reasons possible. Tonight's reason was that he got a text from one of his more responsible rave buddies, at 2 am, reminding him that he needed to take the medication a doctor at a walk-in clinic prescribed to him to prevent rabies. Now I'm sure you're asking, 'gosh, what did Zy do this time. Rabies?'. Yes, rabies. He was being stupid (more than usual) a few days ago and decided that raccoons would be fun to train and try to use to scare the creeper of a mailman he and his roommate Roi had. While busily trying to find said raccoons, which was harder than it sounded surprisingly enough, Zy overlooked the small detail that raccoons weren't the nicest creatures around. When he found one he made the mistake of trying to poke it, whereby it rapidly swung around and bit his hand. Zy went back to the apartment later that day, told Roi what happened, was quickly told he was a 'fucking retard', and shipped off to a walk-in clinic where he waited for a good 2 hours before being taken back to see a doctor. All he did was tell the doctor what he told Roi, which made said doctor laugh obviously, and was given a prescription, shot, and instructions on when and what to take the medicine with. So Zy, knowing that he would forget to take what he was supposed to be taking with what he most certainly shouldn't be taking, told a few of the more reliable raver kids he hung around that they should remind him to take what the doctor told him to since this 'rabies' thing didn't sound all that fun to get.

After he'd rolled off the traffic cone of a couch he would marry if it was legal, Zy wandered into the kitchen and proceeded to poke through the drawer that held various translucent burnt orange colored pill bottles. Luckily for him, half-shifting was probably the only skill he had, so the fact that it was nearly pitch black wasn't an issue for a guy who could see in the dark. After finding what he was searching for he swallowed a pill from one of, if not the only, legal prescriptions he had. Scratching his shirtless chest -he was stupid enough to sleep without a shirt on even with the freezing conditions- Zy started to walk back to his comfortable enough 'bed' when he noticed something odd out the window. Peering out into the darkness he saw the silhouette of snow reaching up to around the bottom third of the window. Scratching his eyes and tapping the glass a few times he realized that the snow level wasn't just some trippy hallucination caused by a mixture of half-asleep brain function and possible drug use.

After taking a few seconds to allow his mind to process that having snow that high could mean a number of issues Zy scampered over to the door. He unlocked it and tried to open the outward swinging door but had no luck, or hope of, opening it against the push of the snow barricade. Shivering a bit because of the cold, or maybe because of his intense dislike of feeling locked in somewhere, he pointlessly relocked the door and went over to the opening of his roommate's room. Last time he went into Roi's room during the middle of the night he was kneed in the balls, so needless to say he was slightly hesitant to open the door and risk that again. Eventually he turned the knob and stepped into the darkened room. Slinking over to where Roi's bed was he tried to see if he was awake or not. "Roi? Roiiii~?" No answer. He was either actually asleep, or just choosing to ignore him. Deciding to risk another injury to his crotch yet again, Zy jumped on the bed randomly, landing on his hands and knees, probably way too close to, or over, Roi. "ROIBOI. WAKEUP KAY.", he said rather loudly. "There's like... a crap load of snow outside. And I wanted to go out and see if my motorcycle got completely buried or not but the front door won't open." Zy pouted. "....Plusiwascold.", he added pathetically. Zy really should start wearing warmer clothes to bed. Just because sweatpants were warm didn't mean you could get away with not wearing a shirt. He never learned.