[ Yuuri's -- where else? -- in the kitchen and, to no one's surprise at all, she's fussing. She's making another round of tea even though the first one's barely been touched just for something to do with her hands that isn't washing them for what feels like the fifth time since getting out of the shower.
She does stop once she sees him though and gives him a weak smile. She's ditched her cardigan so she's just in her pajama top which is very cute but perhaps not conductive for keeping warm. So she slides her arms into the sleeves, carefully pulls her hair out of the collar and gives a long, long sigh. ]
... thank you. I completely forgot to grab the other one on the way over here.
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She does stop once she sees him though and gives him a weak smile. She's ditched her cardigan so she's just in her pajama top which is very cute but perhaps not conductive for keeping warm. So she slides her arms into the sleeves, carefully pulls her hair out of the collar and gives a long, long sigh. ]
... thank you. I completely forgot to grab the other one on the way over here.
How... how are you holding up?