ledbythewind | [Voice/Action] (backdated to Christmas morning)

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[Voice/Action] (backdated to Christmas morning)

[There are the sounds of a somewhat muffled conversation in the background before Richard picks up the journal to address it, a clear undercurrent of happiness and slight excitement to his voice.]

So this is what they refer to on Earth as a "white Christmas." I've read that this sort of Christmas is the best kind to have despite the weather... what do all of you think? Do you prefer the snow, or would you like a sunny day?

[He'll be sitting on the couch sipping a cup of tea while he waits for answers-- and his housemates, because IT'S CHRISTMAS AND HE IS EXCITED due to not having this holiday in his world. Might as well enjoy it while he's here, right?]

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All right, all right.

[Richard will get off Isamu now... but not before mimicking Naoki to give him a quick hair-ruffle as well.]

[Naoki grins at the state Isamu's hair is probably in by now. He shifts off the bed, chuckling to himself.]

[Isamu grumbles and runs his hand through his hair in an attempt to get it back in order. Then he's sliding off the edge of the bed and stumbling toward the bathroom.]

[Richard can't help but laugh as he moves around the bed to leave the room as well, since he figures Isamu won't want them intruding on his personal space for too long.

... never mind the fact that they just jumped on him; that doesn't count.]

[Totally doesn't count.

They will be waiting for you, Isamuuuu. No going back to bed.]

[He'll be back out in a few minutes, still a little drowsy looking but mostly dressed, sans shoes.]

You guys had better have made me food or something.

We were just getting to that.

[... sort of. Kind of. Eventually.]

Tell me what you want, and I'll make it.

[HE'S NOT SURE HE TRUSTS THESE SMILING FACES.]

...Eh, I dunno. Eggs would be nice.

[WHAT REASON WOULD HE EVER HAVE NOT TO... yeah okay he has a point.]

That sounds wonderful to me as well.

Eggs it is.

[Naoki grins and heads downstairs toward the kitchen.]

[He's watching you both cautiously as he follows Naoki down, you far-too-chipper housemates, you.]

[They will make the Christmas spirit rub off on you if it is the last thing they do and you will enjoy it, Isamu.]

[Did you expect them to be gloomy and depressing or what, honestly. Doot doot, headed into the kitchen...]

Man, I don't even want to see the two of you on New Years.

Are you going to be celebrating that with us as well, Isamu?

Won't you, Isamu?

[Can you hear that grumbling? No? Cause he can definitely grumble louder.]

[Nope, sorry, couldn't hear you, so he'll just be giving you a pat on the shoulder.]

Well, that settles that.

You two are both horrible people.

Hahaha... and yet I believe you were the one who wanted to live with us.

You know you secretly like us.

Yeah, whatever. You losers. [He's failing at keeping the grumpy look. Failing so bad.]

Losers and goofs, isn't it?

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