With Mirth in Funeral

"The funeral was yesterday and they were still in the same cheap hotel. The room was barren and sparse like any other hotel Zoomer had been to. It smelled like smoke, dark and hazy, a cloying presence in the air."

Zoomer spends a lazy morning in bed with his "lover." Their conversation is pleasant enough, or rather, unpleasant enough. Then again, Evil's brother is dead.