murmur.

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[someone looks like they've been under the weather, but he's pointedly ignoring it, still in pajamas and looking for a certain item in the kitchen with a sigh.]

... where's the popcorn.

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[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[patpat.]

Alright... you should probably let go so I can make it, okay?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

'Kay.

[wiggles and bends in his arms, pointing his toes towards the floor.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[and he lets him go, getting some pieces of bread and cheese.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[plops down on the floor next to Riku once he's stopped walking around, and leans up against his legs.]

Mister big kid Riku? Do I gotta grow up here?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

... I hope not.

[he actually paused to think about it. if that happens, he'll get the kids out safely.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[tugs at his sandals and huffs a little.]

I miss the beach. And Momma. And the boardwalk. And my pet slug. And--

[goes on in that fashion for quite a while.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[and he just puts the sandwich in front of him.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[takes it gratefully and chomps away, silenced from rattling off things he misses for now.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[but he's back to searching with a frown. popcorn, popcorn...]