[Maybe it's the fever messing with him, but despite knowing damn well that he shouldn't be getting out of bed, Natsume is scrambling out from under the covers as soon as he hears Choso's voice.]
Ah, here! [His knees are weak and his head is spinning a bit, but sheer happiness propels Natsume out of the bedroom to stand swaying in the hall. His legs are wobbly as a baby deer's, but there's a big smitten smile on his face.]
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Date: 2023-01-28 03:41 am (UTC)Ah, here! [His knees are weak and his head is spinning a bit, but sheer happiness propels Natsume out of the bedroom to stand swaying in the hall. His legs are wobbly as a baby deer's, but there's a big smitten smile on his face.]
Welcome home.