Toto stood leaning against the wall just next to the window, the side of his head leaning against the window frame as the curtain lay limply over him. He idly watched as the rain beat against the window and ran down the glass in little winding rivulets. Without really thinking about it, he heaved a deep sigh that momentarily fogged up the glass.

"That's the fifth time you've sighed in the last half hour."

Toto simply managed a half hearted shrug before returning his attention to the rain outside. He heard a sigh come from the other side of the room before there was the rustle of paper and the sound of furniture springs groaning in relief followed shortly by the clatter of dishes from the kitchen. Of course he was in the kitchen again, Toto decided to just tune the noise out and returned his attention to the window and the gray, gray, gray sky beyond it. He wasn't sure how much time had passed but it felt like only an instant later when a heavy hand landed on his shoulder and pulled him bodily away from the window before guiding him toward the couch.

"Here, sit down." Toto landed heavily on the couch, then nearly toppled over as it sagged under Muta's added weight. A blanket was tucked around him as he struggled to sit up straight, then a steaming mug of hot cocoa complete with little marshmallows floating in it was thrust into his face.

"Thank you," Toto managed in surprise as he took the mug. A faint "oof" was huffed out as Muta pulled Toto to lean against him before reaching for his own cocoa, an undeniable concoction topped with whipped cream, chocolate shavings, and those fancy little chocolate straws. Toto suspected there was a layer of marshmallows under the whipped cream too.

"Feeling better?" Muta asked before carefully sipping at his cocoa.

"A little," Toto conceded, then took the first sip of his own cocoa. Rich and dark, at least it wasn't that overly sweet instant stuff. He still would have preferred tea but he wasn't going to say that right this minute. Instead, Toto wiggled down as he settled into Muta's side and sighed as he went back to watching the rain through the window.

"There you go, sighing again. Is this rain really worth all this..." Muta waved his free hand vaguely as he searched for and gave up on finding the words to express himself.

Toto looked up at Muta, rather hard to do with his head resting against Muta's shoulder, then down at his mug of cocoa and further down at the blanket tucked around him. "Yeah, it's worth it."

It's that time of year again, happy birthday Catsafari!