'What? I thought I told you to call!" He exclaims.
She turns away, walking to the apartment complex, "It would help if the cell phone was on..."
He grabs his phone from his back pocket, "Oh...heh heh..." He shrugs, and follows Shauna.
The feline looks back at her fellow fur, "Uh, J.T... Can... I ask you something?" She asks as she begins to climb the stairs.
The fennec stares at her blankly, "Sure."
"... What... was that about..?"
"What was what about?"
"You know... the episode at the graveyard..."
"... ... ... Oh! That... It was a... consultation, of sorts.?"
Shauna looks at him quizically, not fully understanding what he meant. "What?"
"Race ya!" He bolts, taking stairs three at a time.
"Hey! I can't go that fast!" She tears off after him.
The two race up flight after flight of stares, until they reach the thirteenth floor. The fennec stops, and gives her his little "Ha! I beat you!" look, and she hits him. He whimers at her, in his innocent puppy dog way of his, and she rolls her eyes, trying to bury a smile. They walk down the halls together to their apartment, and J.T. spots a package in front of their door. He picks it up, and reads the lable.
"Shit!" he exclaims pounding on the door.
"What? What's the matter?"
"I just got a package from Mitsurugi Corporation..." He opens the door to the apartment.
"Why would Mitsurugi Corp. send you anything?"
The fennec sits on the couch. "Well... I sorta work there..."
The female fur's eyebrow flickers in anger, "I thought you didn't have a job." She states, glaring at the fennec.
"Uh... surprise?" He smiles sheepishly.
"Hmm... Why would they send you anything anyway? I'm surprised they haven't fired you yet, considering your poor attendance..."
"Well, the job I have calls on me wherever I am. I don't really have a job site..."
"What? Mitsurugi Corp is a chemical processing plant. How can you not have a job site? Are you some big-shot CEO?"
"What the fuck? I'm not some snot-nosed CEO or anything... I just... work... for them..."
"Uh huh..." She looks at him with a worriedly, "I don't like the scary hesitation before you said 'work'"
The vulpine gets up, "I'm sorry, but I have said too much..." He walks in the direction of the spare bedroom.
Shauna pauses, shocked at the fennec's comment. Then she turns to him, and she yells, "Hey! What the hell do you mean? Get back here!" She chases after him, but he closes the door before she can reach him. "Jason Andrew Tier!" She grabs the handle, and tries to wrench it around, but it doesn't turn. "J.T., open this door NOW!" She pulls ferociously, pushing against the wall, trying to force it open.
"Sorry, but I can't involve you in this." He locks the door, and turns to the bed. he walks over, and sits down upon the mattress. "Hey, it's not so bad..." He smiles slightly, remembering the numerous arguements he had had with her.
"I HEARD THAT!" She yells at him, pounding on the door.
'No you didn't!" He shouts back, smiling. The pounding stops, and the fennec listens as the frustrated feline growls her distaste and walks away. "Good, she's gone." he tears open the package. A little PDA device emerges from the shredded wrappings.
He frowns, groaning, "Dammit, why now..."