[ the apartment is small, but quaint. bigger than their last one, considering all the people who are currently crashing with them. it's one of those habits of Jason's that's both endearing and annoying: he'll pick up anyone that needs help, and Loki, the god of misfits, can only tangentially complain about the invasion of space. it's part of what comes with Jason.
Loki doesn't come to answer the door, but there's not many places Stephen could go in the apartment that would evade his sight. he's sitting on the couch with his socked feet up on the little table, sucking on a smoothie. ]
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Loki doesn't come to answer the door, but there's not many places Stephen could go in the apartment that would evade his sight. he's sitting on the couch with his socked feet up on the little table, sucking on a smoothie. ]
I like the look. Are you bringing back greaser?
[ meanwhile Loki's in sweats, looking his best. ]