tfln: mom edition

[sewoften]

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i didnt forget about this ok!!

[databoner]

[Inumuta's slow to join him in the living room, but eventually catches up, shuffling his feet along the way. Not even bothering to pick up his feet, this one. How lazy. Still, both of them are... well, at least Iori is somewhat dressed, despite his hair being kind of a mess. Inumuta's hair is somehow perfectly fine all of a sudden, despite the mess of clothes he's wearing. Together, they might make a fully functional person.

Heading for the door once he sees Iori with his jacket and mask on, he takes the opportunity to ask:]

Are you still that concerned about breathing in Life Fibers when there's so few around?

[That's what he assumes the continued mask-wearing is for.]

shhh i believe you

[sewoften]

[ One fully functional person is all that's actually needed for the task at hand.

That task is breakfast.

This is a great and honorable task indeed. Though Iori glances at Inumuta, shoving his feet into his outside shoes. ]

Not particularly.

[ ... Thus offering zero explanation for why he's still wearing his mask. But he'll nonchalantly walk out the door, for once his whole wafting locks thing sort of making sense. There's a light breeze outside that catches him as he heads out.

The scent of waffles lingers. Screw you, waffles. ]

and then i DECIDED IT'S 3AM, IM ENDING THIS THREAD

[databoner]

[...If the answer is "not particularly" then why...

You know what.

Nevermind.

It'd be like asking why he likes high collars. It's just a thing, apparently.]

Alright.

[And with both of their shoes on and heading out the door, they went and had those damn waffles, and all was right in the world.]