"Kuroo, I'm home!" shouted the silver-haired owl as he entered the shared apartment. He begins taking off his shoes and coat before hearing something strange coming from the hall. "Bro, are you there? Where are you?!" He frantically looks around, desperately wanting to see the black cat.
"Dude, I'm over here!" the bed head finally responded. His voice bellowed down the hall into the living room.
"Kuroo, where the fuck had you been?! What are you even doing down the-," Bokuto paused his nagging to stare at the sleeping bag-covered demon staring back at him, deep into his soul. Then, he started scooting at the owl at an alarming rate.
"No. Nonononono," the owl managed to spit out at the catipillar scooted closer and closer to him. "NOOOOOO!!!"
"There is no escape, Bokuto~"
The cat has captured his prey.
