"Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Trez frowned at the sound. Cracking one eye open, he found his brother standing over his bed, Boo the black cat in the male's arms, an expression of disapproval narrowing those icy eyes. His brother's, not the cat's. "Are you spending another night on your ass," iAm bit out. Not a question, so why bother throwing out an answer. Groaning as he sat up, Trez had to brace his arms to keep his torso vertical. Apparently, while he'd been out of it, the world had turned into a hula hoop and the planet was going around and around his neck. Losing the fight, he flopped back down. As his brother kept standing there, he knew that this was the siren call back to reality. And he wanted to answer it, he really did. His body, however, was out of gas. "When was the last time you fed?" iAm demanded. He shifted his eyes over and dodged the question. "Since when are you an animal lover?" "I hate this g*dd*mn cat." "I can tell."