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[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[It's been a long, tedious couple of days for Ventus. Having lost a huge amount of blood, he's been confined to his room and doing barely anything but eating and sleeping. While that was fine at first, he's grown rather restless, which is exactly why he's cracking his door open and slowly walking out into the hall.

He's still pretty pale, and he's not quite up to snuff, but that won't stop him from at least getting a change of clothes. But as he slinks through the hall, he occasionally stumbles. Silly derp.]

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[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ Once they're there, she'll help him to the bed. ]

Now, what was it you wanted?

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Clean clothes, for one.

[He'll go ahead and lie down, but he's not going under the blankets just yet.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

I'll find you some, alright? Want me to grab some food or something while I'm out?

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

If it's not too much to ask.

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Okay! I'll be back in a bit. Actually, I'll bring you some clothing first, then get food while you're changing.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Hey, good idea!

[Plus it's easier that way.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Okay, be back in a sec!

[ Cheeksmooch get, and then she's heading off to find him some clothing. ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[... Guh. Cheeksmooch. Lovely~

And he'll just wait for her return, naturally.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ She'll come back with... more than one change of clothing! Just in case. ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[Awesome! He'll go ahead and scoot towards the edge of the bed, then.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ He'll get another cheeksmooch before she heads off to get food~. ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[So, so happy right now. But once she's out the door, he won't even hesitate to get changed, tossing his dirty clothes off in a pile.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ And she'll return again later with sandwiches, a sliced up apple, and a couple cookies. And a glass of milk. C: ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[Aww. Just look how eager he looks, too.

... It's probably for the cookies, but the sandwiches look wonderful, too!]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ Cookies come last, silly boy. ]

Feeling better?

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Much better. It's about time I got into some clean clothes.

[He grins, placing his hands behind his head.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

You could've asked sooner, you know.

[ She'll just set the food down on the nightstand then, shall she? ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I know. I just didn't think about it before.

[Heheh. Well, he might as well dig in!]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ She already snagged a couple cookies for herself while she was getting all that together... should she take his dirty clothing and go get it started in a washing machine? She's considering it. ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[Yes. Especially those pants, considering what dried all over them. Gross stuff, it is.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

I'm going to go put your stuff in the washer, alright? Don't just eat the cookies~.

[ She's just teasing there, of course. Now she shall gather up those dirty clothes, coincidentally not touching the part of the pants that got... soiled. :D ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

I won't.

[Though he's tempted to eat them first. Aw well. The sammiches look good, too.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ They're BLT sandwiches! And she's disappearing again~. ]

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

[BACON! How delightful. So he'll totally mow 'em down.]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ And she shall return yet again once his clothing is in the wash! ]