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[overstrain]

TERRENCE NOWELL

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(Note: Terry gave Kido his phone. Bought his own flipphone on 8/26!)

He has a stall set up in the market street for locating things. Feel free to thread it out with an inbox action thread or handwave it!

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[overstrain]

Ah, yeah. I should have... 11 days? Around there.

[ It's a rough estimate and that's all he needs. He's probably been getting them from the rabbits from Kido's hat when he makes dinner or something... someone needs to do the preparation. ]

[reveilation]

[ That's fair; if Terry has to be the one to butcher live rabbits, he's entitled to all the blood that comes from it. Kido is just going to do her best not to count backwards to know what Terry's scheduled feeding dates are or whatever because that's getting weird and yeah. ]

Okay. We don't have to talk about this anymore.

[ Kido moves so she can get out from under Terry and nudge him onto his side instead so she can tuck herself against his chest in that spot she likes. ]

[overstrain]

[ Scheduled feeding sounds like he's a pet I'm laughing

Terry lets Kido go so that she can shift herself in that favorable position. He thinks she's cute this way and gently strokes her hair. ]

Wanna nap? It's nice under the blanket.

[reveilation]

[ Terry is a very very high maintenance pet, that's absolutely it. Kido would also make a high maintenance pet, somebody who likes being pampered and taken care of and she smiles a little at the feeling of fingers running through her hair before she presses up as close as she can against Terry's chest. ]

Yeah. First one awake has to cook dinner.

[ If she puts her mind to it, this nap is going to turn into sleep, and Kido is a deep sleeper. ]

[overstrain]

[ The moment Kido says that, he knows he lost. He's always been a light sleeper unless something is interfering with that. Not like he minds making dinner anyway. ]

Alright, alright.

[ Terry takes his glasses off and puts them on the bedside stool. ]

Sleep well, Kido.

[ And a small peck at the top of her head. ]

[reveilation]

[ Kido grins, because victory is hers... ]

Good night, Terry.