MCA #10, Friday Afternoon

[mouthy_merc]

There was an America's Next Top Model marathon on the TV, but Deadpool wasn't paying it any attention. There was an overly affectionate kitten in his lap, and he was only petting it distractedly, ignoring the other kitten who was attempting to gnaw is ankle off.

He was just... waiting.

Quietly.

Patiently.

This could not bode well.

[[ooc: Posted with permission, for the inhabitant of the apartment.]]

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[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly hugged him back, not caring about her injuries at all. "Well, duh," she murmured.

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Shut up, not like I was social other than going on a job or hanging out with Nate and Weasel before coming here." He... could get used to the hugging.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

"Exactly," Aly told him, completely for the hugging right now too. "That's why I know it's true."

[mouthy-merc.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... Tricksy spy that you are," Wade replied with a small grin.

[tricksy-spy.livejournal.com]

Aly chuckled. "Don't you forget it."