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Under the blankets and in someone's arms made Lauren feel even more uncomforable. She purred and felt beautiful and wonderful and just let life feel good for once. This was the happiest she had been since she had last been with Nita, and DEFINATELY the happiest she had been since the breakup. But none of that was in her mind right now.

Lauren kissed him some more as her hands explored him more bodly.

Lauren woke up, at first drowsy, she fluttered her eyes and turned around to see... something she didn't expect to see.

This time it wasn't Jordan in a purely innocent and friendly snuggle, it was Miller. But what DID happen last night...

It took her a minute or two to piece things together before she started to freak out. s**t! Now what?! She didn't want to be in a relationship right now, she just broke up with one. She was just drunk and fooling around and it felt so good at the time. It was good which also puzzled her. Wasn't she a lesbian? She at least THOUGHT she was.

Lauren knew only one thing, run, and run she did. Carefully Lauren snuck out and slipped his shirt back on, carelessly leaving her bikini and small smokeing bag there. She was STARVING.

Quiet and as stealthy as she could pull out, Lauren left but not before looking back and smileing akwardly at Miller. She whispered quietly, "thanks, but god damn please don't remember" at the door as she left to the cafeteria PRAYING no one would see her wearing only Miller's shirt.

Cleaning Up After Lauren.

Miller spent most of the morning laying in bed letting his head slowly clear he rolled over slowly taking in his room for the first time in a more clear state. A chair tipped over here, bed sheets for Lauren to stay on tossed about the room, and to top it off all of it had hints of yellow hair on it along with of course his own blue and white feathers. "I hardlyz rememberz half thiz stuffz happeningz..." Miller muttered.

Slowly climbing out of his bed he picked up the bikini and the bag with smokes setting them on the desk, he shuffled about the rest of the day folding blankets using a small vacuum to gather fuzz and feathers. Even by the end of the day he was hardly done. It ended up taking him almost another day of cleaning and showers, oh so many showers. Every time he looked down he found yet another yellow hair hidden in his feathers.

During all this constant cleaning though he neglected his own body and the will to feed it. Soon enough though he would have no choice but to go out and get some food...

Miller returned from his little dinner time fiasco, Nita was obviously pissed at him and he needed to sort out what had happened last night. He had grabbed a pen, paper and a little bit of tape along with a feather left around his room untouched still.

He wrote the note quickly, didn't bother signing it, he rolled it up taping it to the feather before moving to the bikini and pack of smokes. He grabbed the latter of the two before heading out the door and making his way to duplex 14.

He left the package there, the bag of smokes half unzipped inviteing Lauren to open it more, the bikini folded up beside it. When Lauren opened the smokes she would find the addition of the feather and the note with a very simple message.

'We need to talk.'

Miller had finally gotten his room back into full and proper order, by his standards at least, it was still messy but at least there was little signs of his and Lauren's escapades now, well minus a few bite marks but thats were feathers came in handy.

The knock at the door startled him causing his feathers to puff, just to be safe that it wasn't Nita on some psycho rampage he grabbed his lacrosse stick heading to the door. He cracked it open just a bit catching a glimps of Lauren.

He sighed both because he was nervous and relived she even bothered to come, tossing the stick aside he opened the door all the way, "Didnt'z expectz youz so soonz..." he moved back making room for her to come in, what did it matter any way if some one saw her here? Nita already knew any way.

Miller laughed bitterly at the comment, "Hardlyz, I don'tz blame youz for runningz off likez you did. And yourz welcomez for the shirt." He closed the door behind her walking back to his bed were he sat down.

"I'm gladz you did, az for the stick? Thatz actually incase Nita decidez to kill meh afterz figuring outz why I smeltz of Mongooze andz other thingz..."

Miller nodded, "I'dz takenz like four showerz and she STILLZ smeltz it..." he sighed and shook his head, "I waz only outz to grab some foodz and she happenedz too be az well andz... she seemed okayz just wantedz to talkz then she justz got pissedz and stormed offz after she figuredz it outz."

Miller gave Lauren the most straight face he had at the time and said quiet simply as if it the most logical fact in the world: "Pandaz don't eat budgiez." He was almost sure if she had been Thom he would have already been rotting in her stomach.