Peanut also began to pick up the mail. Just so the cat won't feel angry about doing it alone.
He gave Peanut his mail "here."
He picked one of the letters up and stared at it
"Aye.. Thank you.. I just got a little clumsy while going through the mail. That's all." Peanut said, as he got the mail back,
Peanut turned to Sig. "Hey, excuse me? Mind handing that to me, please?"
He had a coldly plain tone in his voice "this is yours?"
Peanut was.. slightly freaked out by the coldly plain tone but he calmed down pretty much instantly. "Yeah, that's mine."
"Why's it on the floor then?" He handed it to peanut
"I.. got a little clumsy going through the mail.. I was gonna check if i did get any mail to this place so i'm figuring that out right now.. and i almost got crushed by the door because.." Peanut raised his voice for someone who broke the door down and almost made Peanut a pancake. "SOMEONE kinda broke the door down and i almost got crushed. And it seems all my mail is jumbled up."
"Oh." He kept his plain expression and voice "well, are you okay?"
Claire blink. “Wait, please tell me Raven wasn’t the one who nearly got you killed…”
"if she did i would have thanked her" he wasn't known for his desire to remain living
"Yeah, i was alright.. I wasn't hurt since i jumped back." Peanut slightly laughed nervously. "Hehe... Ugh.."
"Hmm... are you anxious?" He asked peanut
Claire sighs in relief, then looks up sharply in a double take. “Wait, what?! Ok then… but, how can you die if you’re a vampire?”
"Wha? Me? Nope, i'm not that anxious. I'm mostly a brave lad but i've never felt this anxious before."
"Okay then." He had noticed a bug and went to investigate it
Peanut then went back to the table then sorted out the mail.
Yakov started eating all of the food he ordered swiftly. “What we’re you raised in? A pig sty?”, Gunther said with disgust. “Sorry”, Yakov said with his mouth full of food.
He used his red claw-like hand to allow the bug on
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