♚Rogue C.♚

    Rogue grouses at his sudden idiocy, drowsily scrubbing the soft washcloth against his muscular skin.

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『Kuroi_kage』:

"Sting? Sting fucking Eucliffe?"

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    A sudden wave of loathe washed over the ebony-haired male, who was currently trying to calm himself down.

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『Stingybee143』:

"Sting fucking Cheney would be better."

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    Rogue couldn't help but to flush red at his comments, and takes a quick breather.

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『Kuroi_kage』:

"You're kidding. And why the fuck did you wake me up at 4 am?"

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『Stingybee143』:

"So, I should wake you up earlier next time?"

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『Kuroi_kage』commented:

"No! Don't fucking wake me up at all you pervert!"

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『Stingybee143』:

"Rogue~! You're so cruel!"

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『Kuroi_kage』commented:

"I'm just pissed off that you woke me up at 4 just to flirt with me!"

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『Stingybee143』:

"But that's not just why..?

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『Kuroi_kage』:

"..What else did you have to say, Sting? -_-"

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『Stingybee143』:

"To tell you that I'm cumming over?"

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    With an exasperated sigh, Rogue considers not to mention the horrible play on words.

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『Kuroi_kage』:

"Why?"

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    After a bundle of minutes, Rogue shuts off the running water, his fingers beginning to wrinkle. He slings a fluffy, white towel around his abdomen, beginning to comb out his ebony locks. Mumbling perpetually about his fairly important sleep schedule, he proceeds to tug on a pair of grey sweats. Pulling his hair into a ponytail, he proceeds to vigorously brush his teeth, energy somewhat restored.

    His phone starts to ring from the ledge of the bathtub. Groaning, he grabs it and narrows his eyelids at the area code (1-4-3) number. He frowns slightly and slides the answer button, pressing the phone to his ear.

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