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[Like he was doing anything really that annoying - well anything that he thought was annoying. Then again, he was curled up in his favorite blankets (red silks), with his favorite pillows (again red silk), while indulging in his two favorite things (celebrity gossip rags online and ice cream pops). The only problem was that he was a tiny bit messy having the aim of a drunk sloth with tossing his popsicle sticks and missing the trashcan, and the long nails he cultivates for guitar paying (they were more like talons really) click loudly on his tablet screen.

After the hundredth sigh, Ankh held up his hand, palm facing her (and showing off the eye tattoo no one knew exactly how he got) and added something to whatever he was typing away at. Yup, he was just telling her to be quiet.]