I fell down to earth

Try not to puke your breakfast out (part 2)

Third person

Drift gets up and walks to couch.
"WHO THE FUCK STOLE MY FUCKING TOWEL"
Drift hears that from the bathroom.
Raptor peeks from the door.
"Uhh drift.... can you fetch me clothes??? Heh"
"Uhhhhh sure??"
Drift gets up and walks up stairs, every step he took made a creak.
"Which room is it?"
"Just down the hall!"
Drift opens the door, he could not believe his eyes.
"What the fuck....." drift walks in the room.

Raptor pov

Maybe I should've sneak past him, that would've been weird. Him going through my clothes though, that's still fucking weird.
"Hey um- cupcake.... Nevermind!!" I yelled up stairs.
"Ummmm okay...." drift replied.
Okay, now where is my towel? I'll just wear at my soaking wet clothes I guess.

Third person
(Ten minutes later)

Raptor exits the bathroom wearing soaking wet clothes.
"Uhhhhh....." raptor runs up stairs.
Raptor runs down the hall, bursting into his bedroom.
"Never again." Raptor grabs an outfit for today and goes down stair to grab his leather jacket.
"Come in drift! We can finally go to Santa's place."
"Who?"
"You'll see..."

Finally got this fucking part out