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"Just turn towards the couch with my wings off the other side." Nathaniel shrugged. "Or I can just fold them so they're close to my back like this." He folded his wings to show what he meant.
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"It's comfortable enough, and yeah, they're pretty soft as long as I keep them clean and preened." Nathaniel shrugged again and stretched out one wing so it was in Carter's reach. "You can touch if you want."
Nathaniel shivered a bit when Carter touched him, his feathers rising for a moment before settling back down. He definitely wasn't used to being touched very often, but his wings were very soft.
Although the sensation was strange and unfamiliar at first, Nathaniel decided he liked it, but he kept walking anyways since he still wanted to go to sleep.
"Alright, sounds good." Nathaniel followed Carter closely, still nervous to be in an unfamiliar place, but trying not to come off as a wuss. He yawned again and flirted his wings a couple times to get his feathers back into place after Carter had been messing with them.
Carter showed him around, the apartment opened up to a living room and kitchen with 2 doors on the far wall. "There's the living room, kitchen, thats the bathroom, and bedroom" he pointed to each room. "Luckily, I am only here to sleep so it shouldn't be that messy…. hypothetically"
Nathaniel hadn't been in an apartment in a while, so he seemed genuinely interested as he looked around. "Sounds good to me! I'll probably hit the hay soon… I've been on my feet all day, so I'm exhausted." He laughed softly.
"I'll sleep on the couch." Nathaniel replied, smiling a bit as he stretched. Even the couch would definitely be far better than sleeping on the cold floor.
"Great, thanks." Nathaniel waved goodbye, turned off the lights, and huddled up in the blanket on the couch. It didn't take him too long to fall asleep, and he was still out in the morning.
Nathaniel stirred when he heard Carter rummaging around in the kitchen. He sat up and yawned, rubbing at his eyes. "Mmnh… what time is it…?" He groaned softly and got to his feet, stretching out his wings.
"Mmnh… pretty well, you?" Nathaniel replied, starting to preen himself as he walked over to the kitchen. "I'll have to head to work soon…"
"Oh, really? You wouldn't mind?" Nathaniel asked, his wings fluttering a bit. It would be nice to not have to walk, especially since he didn't know exactly where he was.
"Yeah, that's fine. Beats walking for sure. I'd probably get lost, anyway." He laughed softly. "I don't know how to get to work from here."
"Um… sure, if you want to." Nathaniel shrugged. "I don't really know anything about cars, but I'm sure it's good."
"Alright, if you say so." Nathaniel shrugged again and sat down. "When do you want to get going?"
"I have to be there by nine for my shift." Nathaniel replied, propping his head up on the knuckles of one hand.