“And then the crowd would hush and someone would just yell out ‘not cool Kanye, not cool.’” He chuckled with her and shook his head lightly at the thought. It was pretty funny, never happen, but pretty funny nonetheless.
Watching her get up, he hoisted himself from his seat and began to collect the dishes to bring them to the sink for at least a quick rinse off before heading in for a movie jump. Drying his hands on a towel he moved from the dining area toward her room once more and watched her take her aspirin. He really didn’t like to see her in any kind of pain, as it were, something that was rather new for someone like him though he appeared to be managing getting used to it rather well. After all, he was a God, why wouldn’t he manage something like that with ease?
He watched her put the DC-Mini over her ear and smiled, waiting for his.
“Here’s to hoping for no brains. Or being the dead one.”