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It was late, and the street lights were already on, illuminating the little two-person house that Sonic and Tails lived in. Shadow had moved in with them and was camping in the living room for the time being, since Professor Gerald’s lab had been raided and confiscated for information, forcing Shadow to situate himself somewhere else. Tails had already went to bed, leaving Shadow alone in the living room.

Sonic wiped his bleeding nose with this thumb as he walked up the front porch, fumbling with his keys at first before unlocking the door and pushing into the house, his pace a bit sluggish. His face was a little bruised and was extremely sore - he had gotten himself into a unexpected fight with his robotic-copy: Metal.

Before Shadow could make any sort of sarcastic comment, he spoke up. “I know, I know, I’m late.” He huffed, turning his head to the side as he walked behind Shadow and kept himself in the darkness to conceal his injuries across his face; his blackened eye, bleeding nose, busted lip... A bunch other injuries that would heal easily but were a pain in the moment. Sonic had to get to the bathroom.