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Ever since the day June moved out, the King household has become a quiet and peaceful place. Boringly peaceful. Which is why the remaining child of the household was never really at home other than to sleep. His parent's were usually at home, but never made much noise. Normally watching television, or reading in the same room. While the boy sat and slept, or drew up designs for anything he wanted to build. A quiet household. One that lacked that certain flair, certain energy, that it used to have way back when. Although, one could argue that how it was now was certainly better than constant yelling. Ray had yet to decide which is better. While he loves being at peace in his own home. That emptiness his brother left by leaving still plagued him. Always living in this boringly silent home. Never changing day in and day out. Today was no different. Ray laid in his bed, shielding his eyes from the sun with his arm. It was already three in the after noon. And yet his day had just gotten started.

And why? Lotte of course. Trying out her crazy inventions on him all night. Yelling about getting ready for the tomato festival. It was such a hassle. Ray sighed as the thought lingered in his head. He brought down his arm, letting a little bit of light hit him as he squirmed in bed. The room was too cold. He hated the cold. However, he knew very well it was time to get up. Disciplined and all that. He rolled, literally rolled, out of bed and onto the floor with an "Oof." And after laying there for a minute or two, he picked himself up. He made his way across the floor, stubbing his toes on the random pieces of junk littered about, until he reached his closet. He stumbled into the dark room, only to emerge a minute later with grey jeans and a light blue t-shirt on. And even though his eyes weren't fully open yet, he still made his way downstairs to the kitchen, rummaging through the fridge for something to fill his stomach. Nothing really... Nothing he could eat with out cooking at least. And goddess did he suck at cooking. Ray grabbed a glass from the cabinet and filled it with some milk thinking how it would have to do for now. He looked over and waved to his parent's who were in the living room across the hall. Then took his glass and began to drinking, stumbling back from tiredness and catching himself with his other hand, forcing himself to chug the entire glass.

Ray, still in his dazed state, had yet to realize that he had a visitor. In fact at the moment of her arrival and greeting, the boy was to busy coughing from drinking the milk in one go, self-forcibly. He put the glass down and wobbled a bit. Still not exactly awake, but not really asleep anymore. At least he was conscious enough to notice his friend was standing besides him. He looked at her and rubbed one of his eyes, "Rune..." His body jerked a bit, from gravity, as he began to tip over. Luckily he was able to catch himself and slightly bring his mind into a working state. "Good morning..." He continued in his soft voice. No different from the way he normally talked. Still as quite and weak-voiced as ever. Though the whole just woke up thing made it even harder for him to talk. Ray placed one hand on his forehead and shook his head for a second. Trying to regain at least some composure. Although, only one thing formed into his mind. He looked back at the fridge and then at Rune, his stomach now audibly grumbling. "Food..." He spoke once more, as he took a deep breath in, the cold air of the house woke him up a bit more and he stood up straighter.

Another deep breath in, and a large exhale out. And with the air coming in, so did Rune's words. He looked over to the fridge, that deep fog in his head clearing away mostly. He walked back over to the fridge and opened it once more. Nothing had really changed... Though there were leftovers! Ray smirked, shoving his hands into the fridge and hugging the random containers of left overs to his chest. He kicked the fridge closed and dropped the containers on the counter, then turned and grabbed a loaf of bread from the counter. With all the ingredients ready, Ray began to build his super leftover sandwich. It contained potato salad, pulled pork, spaghetti, and cream of mushroom soup for a sauce. Not what your normal person would eat... But the boy had gotten so used to just eating whatever that he could eat any weird concoction and be satisfied. Taking a bite of the sandwich seemed to clear any leftover drowsiness from that white covered skull of his. Which allowed him to look at Rune again, and this time speak coherently. "Did I forget that we were hanging out?" Ray asked, munching on his breakfast (lunch). He normally asked this kind of thing, even though Rune was welcome to visit whenever, he never really remembered the times when he was awake cause they were usually filled with chaos, leaving him to wonder if they had an arrangement.

Ray totally ignored the girl's first comment with a blank stare while eating. He already knew, but he was hungry so... Oh well. As for the rest of what she was saying. The boy listened intently, but kept his mouth 'shut' until he was finished eating. It was rude to talk while eating. So after the last bit of food slid down his throat, his mind began to work on his answers. "I'm free," He spoke back in his monotone, rather than his dreariness. Today he probably should show up at the workshop... But, oh well. It's not like Lotte would go out of her way to track him down because he didn't show up. Or would she? Either way, she could handle him not being in for one day. Which brought Ray to the second question, he sighed immediately as it was told. His whole body felt weary just thinking about it, "Lotte's preparing for the Tomato Festival..." In his mind there was nothing else really needed to say. Rune had heard enough stories to know, plus she had been to all of the festivals herself. It was pretty obvious why the boy was so tired. However, he decided to move on from that. The girl had came to hang out, and the boy was willing to accompany her. Though a nap sounded good as well... He shook his head, trying to remove the though. Then he looked back at his friend, "Did you have anything particularly in your mind for today?"

Ray nodded his head. It was easier than saying yes. Plus when the girl mentioned her home, it made the boy think a bit. Rune had complained to him before about it, so he was pretty well informed on the situation. Though sympathizing was a bit harder. Everyone had there own issues at home. But, that didn't mean he did not care. It worried him that she was having such difficulties. Unfortunately, there's was nothing he could do but listen. "A walk is fine," He said simply as he started to clean up his mess. It's been awhile since Ray had been out around the town, breathing fresh natural air. A small smile formed on his stoic face. It did sound nice after all. He looked down at his clothing... Was he dressed appropriately? He never could tell proper attire for going out. Though it was just a walk... It should be fine. So after he was done cleaning he headed out towards the foyer and opened the closet by the front door. He pulled out his heavy coat, a brown pilot's coat lined with fur, and slipped on his shoes. He was sure rune was already following, so he waved off his parents and opened the door to leave.

-Exit Rune and Ray to The Public Garden=

Ray had joined the white day festivities since he really didn't have anything else to do. His parents suggested it to probably get him out of the house, and he wasn't exactly complaining. Yet, he might have had a few complaints about who bought him. Well, more like comments. He never expected to be bought by a guy... And for such a low price. Not something built self-esteem. Though the white haired inventor didn't think on the same level as normal people. He had only saw it as a way to pass time. What he was doing didn't mean much. Which is why he got ready as if he was going out just anywhere. A pair of jeans, sneaks and a t-shirt with a brown pilot's coat on. And went downstairs to meet the person who bought his company. He knew Ed from school, though he felt it was a bit weird to meet under these conditions. However, he didn't see it as a bad thing. Ray wasn't interested in romance, much less with a guy. But, Ed was someone who was a bit more like the white haired boy which made him feel a bit at ease with the situation. At least it wasn't someone like Lotte after all. He opened the door and nodded to the boy in front of him. He lifted a hand to his jawline and scratched it nervously, "Uh... It's been awhile."

Ray wasn't exactly sure what to make of the situation. All he knew is that he was obviously being treated as the female of the date. Which, he didn't really see a problem with. It was not worth trying to fuss about it. The date was just one night with a guy who until this day he didn't even know his name. Why would he care enough to argue? "Sure," He responded in his monotone as the Ed explained the parameters of the date. At least he didn't have to spend money. That was always an upside. Cause really, Lotte didn't even pay him. Ray's only money came from the little inventions he could actually sell. Why else would he still be at home? Which added another reason why the boy was okay with the date. He was getting a free meal. So when Ed held out his arm, Ray didn't take long to attach himself to it. For many guys this would probably be a huge problem. Being accused of homosexuality. For Ray, this was a free meal ticket for the night. So if Ed wanted to hold his hand or whatever, as long as he was paying for food, the white haired boy wasn't going to complain.