[It's been a few days since their return from their last mission. Donnie's needed them, even if a good part of one had been staying at the bottom of a filled Cybertronian-sized sink.
Maybe he should have called ahead or something, but visiting Rung had been on a whim and now he finds himself standing at the other's door, hesitating on whether to go through with asking if anyone was in. He taps at it with a stone-skinned knuckle before pulling his arms in close, half wishing he'd thought to wear a hoodie so he'd have something to burrow in.]
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Date: 2024-11-28 11:22 pm (UTC)Maybe he should have called ahead or something, but visiting Rung had been on a whim and now he finds himself standing at the other's door, hesitating on whether to go through with asking if anyone was in. He taps at it with a stone-skinned knuckle before pulling his arms in close, half wishing he'd thought to wear a hoodie so he'd have something to burrow in.]