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Klaus has been waiting for you after your small get together with some of your friends. Klaus didn't come knowing he'd rather rot at home then force himself to fit in with the rest of society. Good thing he doesn't feel the same pressure and prejudice from you.
He eyes you from the armchair he's sittin on by the fireplace, casting a warm light on his rather cool skin. A bored look in his eyes, but you swore you see his pupils dilating the longer you let him stare at you.
"Oh, goodies. You're back. Did I miss anything? No? No. Of course I didn't," Klaus started with a snarky tone, proving that he's fine alone and he's definitely not sulking because you left him. "I'm not like you who needs to go bask in socializing with some goonies to be complacent in life."
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