twelfth hit; audio.

[moezuo]

[ well.

that was a snowstorm. shizuo's drumming his fingers against the tabletop and leaving dents, peering out the window with a mug of coffee poised mid-air. ] Looks like some of the walkways are still a mess. What a pain.

Look, anyone need some help shoveling? [ he's still in a sour mood about the draft taking his boss. but. he's gotta get

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[sodeadpan]

[He looks over at Shizuo. He's well aware of the source of his brother's sour mood, he did read the draft list after all.]

Are you going out?

[moezuo]

Yeah.

[ ... ]

Sorry about the bathroom, Kasuka. I'll patch it when I get back.

[sodeadpan]

A lot of people want your help?

[Hm...maybe he should get Brother a drink bottle, like a bottle of flavoured milk.]

[moezuo]

Yeah, I guess. I need to start bailing the bar out too. [ grunt. ]

[sodeadpan]

[The bar. Kasuka should visit Shizuo's workplace more often. Seeing his brother in a job is good.

Going over to get something from the fridge in about...now.]

...People are stranded in the bar?

[He suspected there might be, with the heavy snow out there.]

[moezuo]

Probably. There are a lot of people who ended up snowed in. The bar'd seem like the best place to ride the storm out for more than a few people.

[sodeadpan]

[Logical, and it's one of the more well-known establishment in the village.]

...Don't forget to dress warmly.

[Hey, Shizuo, do you like a bottle of strawberry milk?]

[moezuo]

Feel free to move things here!

[ There's a warm smile. ] I won't. [ yes milk is loved. ] Thanks, Kasuka.