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[medama]

Who: Guriko and Tiir
Where: Their apartment!
When: Just before bed time.
Status: Closed, sorry!

[ Sometime around nine o'clock, Tiir will hear a faint knocking on his door. ]

Tiir-nii?

[ And in steps Guriko, wearing a long dark shirt as her pajamas, hiding a pair of fitted shorts underneath. She quickly bobs her way over to his bed side, reaching up a hand to scratch her head. ]

Guriko's hair, while indescribably beautiful, has become something of a mess recently.  She... [ Guriko glances down to her feet, before lifting her free hand to reveal a hairbrush. ]

I was hoping you might help this Guriko...?

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[contemptibility]

[... THIS IS SO CUTE.

But he just laughs lightly.]

Oh? Was there a special reason for that, Canary Guriko?

[Untangling done! He runs his fingers through her hair, searching for more tangles.]

It was good. I'm afraid I wasn't a canary like you though—more like a lazy bird, perhaps.

[medama]

Not especially. Canary Guriko hasn't been sleeping well, so she thought a walk might make her tired.

[ She lets out a yawn on cue, indicating that the walk didn't really help. She leans her head back against his hand, with a fond smile. ]

Like... Pigeon Tiir. No, you need a prettier bird. Like a nightingale!

[contemptibility]

Is that so...? Is there anything I can do to help?

[More untangling!]

A nightingale, hmm? I'm honoured you think so highly of me.

[medama]

Guriko has bad dreams. There isn't much to do. [ pausing for a moment. ] No worries, though. Guriko is used to it.

[ She lets out an amused huff at that, flopping against his chest again. ]

Yes! Guriko thinks of Tiir-nii in the highest degree.

[contemptibility]

If you say something like that, I can't help but worry, Guriko. You don't deserve that.

[He will tell her that forever until she finally gets it.

Anyhow, it seems that he's got most of the tangles by now, so he reaches for the brush again.]

I'm glad. Of course, I think of Guriko very highly too.

[medama]

Guriko doesn't have much of a choice. There's a lot of things she doesn't like to think about, but during her sleep she can't control them.

[ She shakes her head quickly--both to rid herself of thinking those thoughts, and to let her hair bloom outwards. Her hands fall into her lap, picking gingerly at her thumbnail. ]

That makes me very happy.

[contemptibility]

Then perhaps we should make sure you have happy thoughts before going to bed. That might help...

[Brushing her hair now!]

[medama]

How do you think happy things before bed?

[ A curious look over her shoulder, towards Tiir. ]

[contemptibility]

Hmm... well, what makes you happy, Guriko?