[center][h2][color=D8BFD8]Jonathan B. Jangles[/color][/h2][/center]
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Slowly the skeleton made his way into the kitchen, Jonathan wore his pinstriped pajamas as well as a pointed nightcap. It would have looked humorous to anyone watching or it would have scared anyone, an animated skeleton lazily shuffling towards the coffee maker.

Jonathan looked outside and as he opened the blinds he shook his head and face palmed [color=D8BFD8]"Why do these scallywags never listen,"[/color] Jonathan sighed exasperatedly [color=D8BFD8]"It's like everyone [i]wants[/i] to get thrown in pr-"[/color] he cut himself off noticing Grok in the kitchen complaining about the dishes apparently neither Jonathan nor Grok had noticed each other.

[color=D8BFD8]"Good day Grok,"[/color] Jonathan finally deciding to let his roommate know he was in the room [color=D8BFD8]"If you want help with the dishes I'll lend you a..."[/color] he grabbed his hand and detached his appendage waving it at Grok [color=D8BFD8]"Hand!"[/color] Jonathan chuckled at his own pun as he reatached his hand to his wrist.