[At the sound of knocking, Trash Bag's tail shoots up like a flag as she runs towards the door. Juno is partially passed out on the couch, thankfully with his pants on. He's still dressed from the night before, trench coat and all. As Trash Bag yowls and scratches at the door, Juno grumbles and sits up, his fur mussed in odd ways.]
I'm coming, I'm coming....
[He drags himself up, careful to nudge Trash Bag out of the way before he opens the door. His whiskers twitch when he sees Maya standing there.]
Oh, hey, Maya. [He's too sleepy to be grumpy any angry right now. His nose twitches, sniffing out what she brought in the basket. From behind his leg, Trash Bag meows in greeting.]
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I'm coming, I'm coming....
[He drags himself up, careful to nudge Trash Bag out of the way before he opens the door. His whiskers twitch when he sees Maya standing there.]
Oh, hey, Maya. [He's too sleepy to be grumpy any angry right now. His nose twitches, sniffing out what she brought in the basket. From behind his leg, Trash Bag meows in greeting.]
You brought...food?
[He sounds almost surprised.]