Morning After

He nodded. "I get what you mean. I hanged out with bunch of friends, but I could only talk properly with only few.
But I'm sorry to hear about your family."
He kind of wanted to give Dimitri a friendly pat on the back or something, but decided against it.

"It's okay," he smiled. "I guess it gives me less to miss while I'm in here." He would always try to look at the positive side of things. Never so bad it wasn't good for anything at all right?
"And to be honest, it almost seems easier to make friends in here," he laughed, hinting towards how quickly he'd grown fond of this Kuzco guy. He barely knew him, but part of him already considered him a friend.

He smiled at Dimitri. "Well that is good to hear. Let's hope you can make more friends while you are in here."
He did feel sorry for Dimitri to have such poor relations with his family. But since Kuzco hadn't really the best for his family either he couldn't really do a thing.
But it did warm his heart just a bit to have gained a new friend in here.

He doubted it. He had been lucky with his cellmate, but he doubted any of the other guys were half so pleasant to talk to as Kuzco was. None of them would be such skinny sticks either, which made him worried. Kuzco posed no threat, but he had seen enough TV to know that most people in prison had pretty grand muscles...
"Yeah, we'll see," he answered him and moved to lay down on his bed.

He nodded. "Yeah. Are you tired?"
Something told him he should shut up soon.

[OOC: I just NOW realized I hadn't replied to this o.o Damnit Niina, you have to remind me of stuff like this! :O]

"A little," he smiled at him. "Aren't you? It's getting late." Chances were that on the outside he wouldn't have been this tired, but confined to a cell where nothing happens and there was nothing to do other than talk to this one guys, sleep seemed more and more tempting. At least it would make time pass faster.

OOC: Q.Q But I didn't want to be pushy....

"A little." He laid down on his bed too.
Yawning. "We can talk tomorrow more I suppose."

"Let's hope we'll be allowed some sleep this time," he laughed softly, shuddering at the thought of what they had to experience the night before. He hoped it wasn't going to become a habit to be drugged and woken at the middle of the night just for pain and suffering.
"Good night Kuzco," he said and laid down on the bed, covering himself with the covers. He stared up at the ceiling, slightly afraid to fall asleep, but trying to reassure himself that the events of last night wouldn't be repeated.

(OOC: Awwwe they're gonna be best friends and stuff <3)

"Indeed. Good night Dimitri." He didn't want anymore nightly surprises either.
Kuzco puled the covers over himself, curling up into a ball underneath them. Sleep came easy to him.

OOC: and just so you know Ylva, a nightly surprise doesn't involve Dimitri coming to spoon him XDDD crack

He laid awake for a while longer until peace finally came to him and he felt himself drifting away. It came faster than he expected, and he didn't fight it when he did. Finally he could let himself dream of golden hair and smooth, milky-white skin.

[OOC: Of course that wouldn't be a surprise, we're all expecting it aren't we? xDDD]