Lucas: he chuckled shaking his head at how cute George was suddenly being. Silently he wrapped a towel around himslef and threw another at George. "Why would I get dressed if we're going to bed? Ill get dressed when we wake up." He hummed going over to the sink and brushing his teeth.

George: George fumbled to catch the towel and since he already had one around his waist, he just put the towel around his neck. "Can you at least... I don't know, put on a pair of boxers?" George mumbled awkwardly. "I don't know if I can handle myself with you in nothing..."

Ariv: "No this is not okay! While it is not alright she hurt Alastor," Ariv started, turning and waving a finger at the Mockingbird, "it doesn't make torture acceptable unless what she did was equal to or worse than what she is receiving now!"

Micheal: So there he was. Sitting there watching cartoons and eating cereal without a care in the world. He had been at this murder filled mansion for about a week now so this was just him copping with everything.

Lucas: he grumbled rolling his eyes. "If you're lucky. "Now dry off before you get in bed. I don't like sleeping in wet spots." He spat out the remainder of his toothpaste and rinsed his mouth out before simply leaving George there and the door wide open as he flopped on the bed.

George: George did as he was told and dried himself off on the spots where he was still wet. George shoveled some of his pills into his mouth before going to Lucas. "I am just going to change real quick and then I will be right with you, alright?"

Ariv: Ariv's eyes softened as he studied her, confusion in his eyes. "How much longer does she have to be here before you're satisfied?" Ariv asked, his voice coming off as venomous. "Is this what we came all the way to see?"

Micheal: Micheal just kinda froze with fear for a long moment. "Whatever it is you think I did, I didn't do it!!" Micheal whined, struggling against her. "Please just don't kill me okay, it's been a long few weeks or months or whatever it's been here! Time is really fucked up here..."

Lucas: he grumbled nuzzling into one of his many pillows that covered his bed. "Just hurry up!! At this rate I'm just going to have to snuggle myself!" He huffed rubbing the lack of sleep from his eyes. His hair was overgrown and felt weird as it hit his shoulders and back. He had a little bit of a beard that he'd kept short with a knife and tension to cut the hair. Quickly he shoved his face into a pillow so he wouldn't have to look at himself in the mirror, turns out it's a bad idea to have one hanging by your bed.

George: "Okay, okay! So needy," George chuckled, he grabbed a hoodie and some boxers and hesitantly dropped his towel to put them on. George shuffled over to the bed when he was done, instantly going and resting down beside Lucas. "See? Was that so bad?"

Ariv: "I do not understand...," Ariv mumbled. His words were quiet and felt broken almost. "Can't I just release her? Why must we subject her to this torture? You never even explained what she did! Why won't you answer my questions?"

Lucas: he whined pulling George as close as physically possible. "Yes!! It was horrible!! Two minutes too long!!" He nuzzled into him holding his lover tightly.

George: George laughed quietly, kissing Lucas' head sweetly. "You need to learn patiences then, hun," George mumbled, instinctively running his hands through Lucas' hair.

Ariv: Ariv folded his arms with a glare. "If the Earth demands food, then it can feast on those who have already idea, not those who still are living, Mockingbird." Ariv spat his name out like a poison.