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If you're almost done then there's no harm in showing up early.

[ is he going to? probably. but he'll give it a little time for koby to panic a little bit. ]

But I agree - the stories don't seem quite right. Coming down a chimney? Eating cookies left out from every child he delivers to?



Oh. December 12th. I never remember. I suspect it was you who kept me occupied that night, maybe.

[kobes]

Not almost done with YOURS there are PIECES. I can cover everything, just knock first if you come by.

It's nearly as strange as the whole god-as-a-baby thing, but please never tell Tim I said that. He takes this very seriously.




The 12th? That was a week ago!
Yes, I did, we watched part of some movie about an unpleasant green man trying to ruin some nice people's holidays. I remember because you were wearing that sweater I like and my hands were cold so I kept reaching under it.

i changed my mind sorry no action!!!

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I know he takes it very seriously. It is a very odd story but he likes it, so I listen when he says it.

But the green man! Yes. He had a name. Grunch? Grounch? Grouch? I wasn't paying attention - you had your hands up my sweater after all.

I'll keep away until you tell me I can come join you, but know I'm sorely missing you. I might need to warm up my own cold hands all on my own.

TWIST <3

[kobes]

That’s because you’re wonderful and if anyone cares deeply about something, you’ll give them plenty of attention.

[Koby knows this firsthand, has rambled at length about the most absurd things imaginable and gotten quietly impressed “hmmms” and thoughtful nods.]

Grinch. I remembered because it's ridiculous. I was multi-tasking, though, so I don't remember a lot besides that. Something about a sleigh and roast something. I think that was right about when we stopped watching.

Well, I can't have that. I'll bring you something hot, from the kitchen. It's too cold, lately, I don't like it at all.
Soon I'll have to wear socks to bed or risk freezing you with my toes.

[He teases, like he doesn't warm his feet on Quentin's shins every. Single. Night.]