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He nodded at his girlfriend's question, but smiled faintly at the rest of what she said. "Adney said she was not at all timid. I think he used the word butcher, but I do not know what a man who chops meat has to do with anything." he looked confused, hoping that Mizuki might understand what the redhead had meant. His friend wasn't the type to chase after timid girls, always saying that Pyry was more shyness than he needed. "No, I think they had a fight. He knows how to handle shy, but he does not take arguing with people he like." he meant it in both uses of the word, but it was still an understatement. Adney flat out refused to argue with either of his brothers, but since the spirit wasn't the arguing type, Cam always got his way. "He would not drink so heavily otherwise."

Seeing the interest grow in her eyes, the spirit sighed. He really didn't want to unleash a drunken Adney on Mizuki just yet, but she seemed determined. He didn't know why they'd say anything to anyone else, but he could see the merit in getting the story correctly; just in case. "You wish to talk to him now?" he asked, lips pursed a moment in consideration. "If I let him out, he will latch on to one of us. Please do not hold it against him."

He nodded, agreeing that now wasn't the best time. At her question, however, he shrugged. "Probably a few hours from now. If he was coherent enough to find more alcohol, then he was coherent enough to know that he was sobering." he wasn't sure if that was a proper word, but it worked for the occasion. "He will probably be sleepy, but I made him drink water before I let him sleep." which meant the possibility of a hangover had gone down, and since Adney had always been very good at handling his liquor, the spirit doubted a hangover.

Pyry blushed faintly at the kiss, quietly pleased. He shook his head in denial at her statement, but stayed quiet on the matter. He stood as she did, escorting her to the door. "I will not let him escape before then." he agreed, smiling in what could only be amusement. He hesitated, considering something a moment before speaking. "Would you... like me to walk you back to your room?" he asked, figuring he should at least offer. It would be the gentlemanly thing to do, and he had seen it plenty of times in the movies; the man was supposed to walk the girl home.

Smiling at her as she turned, he raised a hand to wave. "You can take up all the time you want." he told her honestly, oblivious to how cheesy it might sound. He watched her move down the hall, waiting until he couldn't see her before turning back in and closing the door. Sighing, he knew the redhead would be most agreeable if allowed to do what he wished. Pyry moved quietly across the room, unlocking his friend's door. Pushing it open, he was instantly jumped by the waiting redhead.

"I knew you'd come back, sweetheart!"

Resigned to the clinging man, Pyry hauled them both over to the couch where he sat none too gently. He disregarded his friend long enough to become comfortable, settling into place as the redhead latched on the same way he had before Mizuki had come. The blue-haired man patted his friend's head, tuning back into his shark show.

Adney had woken some time ago, and while he had a small headache, it was nothing he didn't expect to fix with Excedrin. His friend had practically forced him into the shower that morning, letting him have all the hot water as he always did. After the redhead had emerged, Pyry had showered immediately and rather quickly. Just pulling on a pair of jeans as someone knocked on the door, the spirit glanced at his roommate a moment before moving to open the door. He smiled at the visitor, having known it was her; otherwise, he would have hurried to pull on a shirt. Neither man had a tendency to wear shirts around the apartment, and Pyry had made sure the other was wearing pants this morning. "Good morning. Please come in." he stepped away from the door, motioning for her to enter.

The redhead at the kitchen island looked up from his omelet, which he was picking at absently with a fork. He was mildly surprised that Mizuki was there so early in the morning, not at all remembering her being there last night. "Morning. Want some juice?" he offered, shoving a small forkful of eggs into his mouth. Juice was, of course, something considered very important to them. Juice meant they had made out well the past week, and while no one else understood it, it was something they offered anyway.

Accepting the fish, the spirit shakes his head to show he didn't mind. "Of course I do not mind. Thank you." he smiles, closing the door behind her. Moving towards the kitchen, he fights a moment with the fridge before it finally opened; he'd probably eat the fish later, so there was little need to freeze it. Besides which, even Adney had trouble with the freezer sometimes, which meant Pyry would be wrestling with it for a while. Closing the fridge, he moved across the room to sit on the couch near Mizuki. He leaned back, very relaxed in the private atmosphere of his own apartment.

Adney, however, was feeling fairly suspicious. Finishing his omelet, he places the plate in the sink before moving to sit on the opposite end of the couch. Extending his legs, he crosses them and blocks out all access to the shorter part of the L-shaped couch. "Yes?" he asks, his eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion. Pyry seemed far too relaxed, and was obviously in on whatever Mizuki needed to talk about. "How can I help my best friend's girl?" he asked, his arms crossed casually across his chest.

His eyes narrowed further as he realized what she was talking about. "Considering Rye doesn't drink in public, I'm going to assume you're talking about me." he stated, watching her carefully. "And since it's me we're talking about, I'm going to say it's none of your business." he definitely did not want to talk about his date last night, especially with this woman he barely knew. He opened his mouth to say something else when a pillow slammed into his face, and he flailed a moment in surprise. "Hey!"


Pyry, looking quite displeased with his friend's attitude, held another pillow at the ready. "Even if it is not her business, it is mine." he told his friend rather firmly, raising one hand to stop his friend from speaking. "You came home and nearly tackled me. I had a grown man clinging to me nearly all night." he finished, crossing his arms triumphantly. The redhead mumbled something under his breath, crossing his arms around the pillow that had been thrown at him moments before.

"We fought." he finally said after a moment, his eyes on Pyry. Mizuki might be there, but the drama teacher was speaking only to his friend, whom he would tell anyway. He had nothing against the dance teacher, but he was not one to confide in someone he didn't know very well. "Or rather, she insulted me because I wasn't exactly forthcoming with every detail. She became angry, and stood and left." he shrugged, brushing it off.