"Heeey, you've reached Yang! Well, actually, you didn't reach far enough, 'cause I'm not here right now! But don't yang up! Just leave a message on this baby, and I'll get back to you soon enough, okay?"
[ There is a note that says "Congratulations on your winnings! Enjoy ten dollars off from Massages Till The End. Here is your receipt for damages incurred during the game. The total has already been deducted from your accounts. Thank you!" ]
[She stumbles into the living room for breakfast in the morning and her hair is extra tousled, and she yawns extra, and staggers around like a zombie.]
Breakfaaaaast....
[Honestly she kind of wants sweets but she is a GROWING GIRL and therefore must eat a healthy breakfast.
Her brain hasn't quite turned back on yet, though, it seems. That would be because she's been having some really weird dreams lately.]
Eggs, toast, or cereal? All of the above? Strawberry jam?
[ ... We can't all be culinary masters, like Naoki. But Yang lifts an eyebrow, curious but not all that concerned at her sister's groggy state. ] You sure slept in, though.
[--honestly, he can't stand it. This lack of energy is driving him absolutely crazy. And he can't even muster up enough energy to get really riled up over it. So, as it is, it's sort of a nagging frustration. He rolls over in bed, palming at his face with a hand before cocking his head.
He's listening... all's quiet out there. He knows Yang is still out there, but maybe he'll just slip out for a bit. Do something.]
...
[All righty. Up he goes, making his way to the door of his room and sidling out.]
[ Too late. He's going to find himself with a palm against his shoulder, aiming to shove him back against the wall. Yang herself is smiling pleasantly, but that doesn't really mean all's well. ]
[Naoki makes a small ngh noise as his back hits the wall and he furrows his eyebrows. His mouth twists in consternation because ahh... caught once again.]
As long as it's not in my room. [HE'S GOING TO GET SICK OF IT AT THIS RATE... But he reaches forward, until he can touch their fingers together, then slide his through hers.]
I dunno! [Ruby lifts her head from the table at that, gesturing with wide gestures as she speaks.] It was really weird, I was dreaming of these forests and mountains, and they weren't anywhere I've ever been before, even our little trip. Nothing like it!
[ She pauses, to nudge his short bangs up with her free hand. She's gloveless today, which works out, so she can press her palm to his forehead. ] You're not feeling sick, are you?
[Now his lips curve into an amused smile. He does snuggle his forehead into her palm, though, just 'cause he can.] I'm pretty sure it's not possible for me to get sick.
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