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weldedtomyspineJaime was glad that Momoko had actually let him bully her into resting all weekend, and now she was basically over the flu. A few lingering symptoms, but nothing super serious anymore. Which was a relief. He hated seeing her sick like that, especially when all he could do was fuss.
The doorbell rang, and Jaime frowned. They didn't get a lot of visitors, and definitely didn't get visitors on Tuesday afternoons.
"Hey," Jaime called from where he'd answered the front door. "Did you order something to be delivered via Portalocity? Because I totally just signed for a package! Looks like it's from Fandom?"
Last time he'd checked in on her, Momoko was up and doing something with her laptop, so hopefully she was still awake and he wasn't just yelling into thin air?
[ooc: Open if anyone wants to call or whatever.]
The doorbell rang, and Jaime frowned. They didn't get a lot of visitors, and definitely didn't get visitors on Tuesday afternoons.
"Hey," Jaime called from where he'd answered the front door. "Did you order something to be delivered via Portalocity? Because I totally just signed for a package! Looks like it's from Fandom?"
Last time he'd checked in on her, Momoko was up and doing something with her laptop, so hopefully she was still awake and he wasn't just yelling into thin air?
[ooc: Open if anyone wants to call or whatever.]
