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Who:

300yrswandering
What: ~~Broship~~; just Naoki and Ted, c’mon. Hanging out…kinda.
When: Friday.
Where: Community Building 7, Floor 5, Room 21.
Summary: So Nami and Usopp have gone home. Naoki isn’t exactly in the best of moods. Solution: run to Ted, of course.
Rating: Idek. Nothing over PG. Barely over G? ...but here's a warning for SAP. So. Much. Sap.

[Gone. Naoki couldn’t believe it. He didn’t even want to believe it. It was easier to deny that they weren’t gone, not both of them within a few days. It wasn’t fair.

And he knew he was being a brat about it. A selfish one. Because he didn’t want them to go where he couldn’t see them anymore. He wanted them h—no. It was a thought that he couldn’t help but be angry at himself for. It was the thought that had drove him outside into the cold wind and snow, hands buried in his pockets and eyes fixed on the ground.

He wasn’t sure where to go. He’d left a note for Isamu and Richard and would likely contact them over the journals later but for now, he just—

Naoki stops, looks up. Community building 7…huh? He hadn’t even noticed his feet leading him here. But without preamble he was entering and scaling the steps. He had almost expected his body to take him here. There was just something…heh. He wanted to see Ted, he guessed. Somehow he was comforted around him. Soon enough he’d reach the door to his apartment and if his knock received no answer…he would sit on the floor next to it.

Waiting.]

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Y-you know perfectly well 'what'.

No, I don't. [Okay, now he's poking.]

[Squeak.] Yes you do!

[Poke poke poke.]

[Squirming away from!]

[Okay, no more teasing, just going to tackle you and do an extreme tickling session instead, which hands on both of his sides.]

[Naoki yelps and squirms, trying to get away as he bursts into laughter.] Te-ahaha--s-stop--!

Make me! [Nooooot stopping.]

[OH, he will. Excuse Naoki, it's time for Ted-squishing.]

[FLAILSQUAWK HE WASN'T SERIOUS!!]

[TOO BAD. Flattening you now, laughing.]

Oh, come on! You're heavy. [Gonna whine and try to push you off here.]

[Okay, rolling off oh-so-lazily with a chuckle and grin.]

You really are a big cat. [Yay! Breathing space.]

Am not. [Whine. Laze.]

S'not a bad thing. Not in my opinion at least.

Really...? [He opens up one eye.]

[He nods at that.] I don't know how to describe it, though. You're just like a big cat, but in a good way.

[Naoki laughs, sleepy.] Thanks, then--if it's in a good way.

Hehe... [He finally, reluctantly, pushes himself up, stretching his arms out and above him.] Come on, let's start cooking lunch.

[Whine.] That involves moving, doesn't it... [All right, he'll be less of a lump and sit himself up, now, stretching as well.]

Too big a task on you? [He snickers, standing up and offering a hand to Naoki to help him up as well.]

[Naoki reaches up to take his hand, shifting to stand.] Just a bit.

Well, too bad! We're going to have to eat again sometime, after all.

True... [Gluttony outweighs tiredness.]