Rat hole, rat hole, rat holeâ€¦ This place was a goddamned rat hole. So why a vermin infested hole in the wall? Well, that one Zeek had yet to figure out. There were hundreds of places better than this. Thisâ€¦ this was disgusting, abhorrent, repulsive, heinous, revolting, he thought to himself, ticking the words off in the thesaurus in his head. It was practice; the Kitty-kat wrote lyrics but Zeek was never against shoving papers littered with snippets of rhymes under her nose for inspection.  Something he was going to do now, until he passed by and heard the murmur of the girls talking.<br/><br/>Maybeâ€¦ maybe it could wait. Yeah, it could definitely wait.<br/><br/>He was heading down and â€˜theyâ€™ â€“ that was how Zeek thought of ToH â€“ were going up. He was taking the stairs, theyâ€¦ probably hadnâ€™t. Lucky for him â€“ he hoped anyway â€“ that heâ€™d avoided notice. There was no reason for him to particularly dislike any of the members. Loki rubbed him the wrong way, but that was more out of rivalry and determination to be better.<br/><br/>Well then, since his first plan had been derailed, he decided it would be in his best interests to get something to eat. How long had it been since heâ€™d eaten? Oh well. Ice cream sounded goodâ€¦