Haha! Maybe I just like getting scolded by you, who knows!
[ A wink, and he's stepping aside to open the door and let Natalie in. It's still cold outside, still a little unsafe— he wants her to come in and make herself as comfortable as she can manage. ]
[Either way, she comes in after a quick glance down to make sure she isn't going to trip over any vines that might be right outside his door. There's a glance around the rest of the room as well.]
Come on, don't break my heart like that. You know plenty— I'm "weird", for one.
[ He doesn't mind the fact that she tries to hammer this home. It's kind of refreshing, really— so many people play along with his routine that it's nice to have someone calling him out, for once.
The door closes, and Natalie will find the place as she left it, albeit a bit messier. There are blankets and pillows thrown around willy-nilly, and there's a distinctive Guy Feel to the whole setup. ]
But... hmm, you were gone maybe three, four months? Long enough to make my heart hurt.
Ah, yes. The most deep and insightful description of your personality possible.
[That, as expected, is said with a heavy dose of sarcasm. She moves further inside as she looks around, a small frown coloring her face, though it's hard to say whether it's at the slight messiness or what he says next. She doesn't comment on it, at the least.]
Haha! It's that or "cute". We gotta work on my vocabulary, huh...!
[ With that said, he also follows Natalie's general trajectory and... hm. Yeah, the blanket piles are a bit suspect, aren't they.
A beat passes, and he finally comes up with something. ] —Not a fan of blanket forts? They're really comfortable when you wanna stay in and away from the cold!
[She notices the pause, but seems to take it in stride for now. There's a pause of her own regardless before she glances away from the blankets towards him.]
I guess so. Kind of messy, though, don't you think?
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Since always! Unless you have another Momo you never told me about...?!
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[Despite the sigh she gives, she glances at him for another moment.]
Can I come in?
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[ A wink, and he's stepping aside to open the door and let Natalie in. It's still cold outside, still a little unsafe— he wants her to come in and make herself as comfortable as she can manage. ]
Come right on in— just like old times, huh?
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[Either way, she comes in after a quick glance down to make sure she isn't going to trip over any vines that might be right outside his door. There's a glance around the rest of the room as well.]
Yeah, I guess so. How long was I gone, anyways?
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[ He doesn't mind the fact that she tries to hammer this home. It's kind of refreshing, really— so many people play along with his routine that it's nice to have someone calling him out, for once.
The door closes, and Natalie will find the place as she left it, albeit a bit messier. There are blankets and pillows thrown around willy-nilly, and there's a distinctive Guy Feel to the whole setup. ]
But... hmm, you were gone maybe three, four months? Long enough to make my heart hurt.
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[That, as expected, is said with a heavy dose of sarcasm. She moves further inside as she looks around, a small frown coloring her face, though it's hard to say whether it's at the slight messiness or what he says next. She doesn't comment on it, at the least.]
What's with the bedding being, like, everywhere?
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[ With that said, he also follows Natalie's general trajectory and... hm. Yeah, the blanket piles are a bit suspect, aren't they.
A beat passes, and he finally comes up with something. ] —Not a fan of blanket forts? They're really comfortable when you wanna stay in and away from the cold!
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I guess so. Kind of messy, though, don't you think?