At the 'pop' sound that came with every apparation, stubby looked up from stroking his cat's auburn fur. He grimaced at the other's greeting. "I'm taller than you, prick." he pointed out, scowling deeper when the other ruffled his hair before settling on the couch beside him. "Do that again, old man, and say goodbye to your..." he thought for a moment, raking his gaze over the other's form. "Your... torso. Imagine losing that!" he laid back, contentedly. "You'd be just a pile of limbs in my living room." Plus, your torso's where your liver is. It'll thank me for giving it a vacation. he dearly wanted to say but bit his tongue, knowing it wouldn't do anyone good. The smell of liquor- though faint- was distinct and unmistakable, especially in contrast to the now clean-smelling room.
To distract himself, he summoned a bag of chips and started eating. "Want some?"
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