[ There's no text. Jun is just spammed with like. Fifteen? Photos? Of a cat who looks somewhat like this. Running around a cottage...sleeping in a lap...giving herself a bath...eating.
It's like he's subscribed to a cat twitter, basically, only it's literally just Ren bombarding his phone with nonsense.
This is likely forward dated just to tomorrow shortly before he posts about getting his cat. This is Advance Notice, however. ]
Jun's just scrolling through all these cat pictures in disbelief at the sheer number of them. He's not even sure he has this many pictures of HIMSELF good lord--]
[This happens around one of the times that Jun is home and in his room. This took her a while to make as it was hard to find the ingredients to make it just right.
As quietly as she can, Leanne goes to set down a small tray of a small cup and a pot of tea. Resting on top of the cup there is a fresh picked flower from her garden. Slowly she raises her hand to give his door a few knocks before hurrying away before he opens it and catches her there. Jun will also find a small piece of paper under the cup that will have a crudely drawn smiley face on it.]
[Jun had been absorbed in watching an anime, so she was able to sneak in without him noticing. When he hears the knock, he puts the show on pause and gets up to see- just missing her. He's surprised to see the pot of tea, blinking a few times before smiling a little and bringing it in. It's a sweet gesture.
So, a few days later as a thank you, during a time she's in her own room, there'll be a knock at her door. He's gone by the time she answers, but there'll be a tray with a small coffee and caramel tart on it...and a note with a smiley face on it.
[Well that's both startling and unsettling. Jun reads the note and has half the mind to set fire to the gift, but he knows that'd be unwise. Instead he'll unwrap it and....
Huh. Ok. That's...more helpful than he was expecting. Like even if he's never going to date, he might get some use out of it.
He doesn't know how to reach D (was it Doll? He heard some people mention Doll). So he'll just do a message to himself, since he has a feeling these folks read their network anyway]
Thank you for the book. However, I'm not looking to date anyone.
[ this evening is chilly; they're into autumn and on their way to winter before long after all. it's got to be cold up on the roof, right? but since that's where Jun is, it must not bother him much, huh... ]
[ maybe he's lost in thought and doesn't notice it, but if he does -- there is a quiet rustling coming from the side of the house, before a ~mysterious~ chocolate caramel candy bonks Jun in the arm and rolls off his sleeve. ]
Aww, come on!! I was so close... but that's only five points. Your face was worth ten~!
[ the voice comes from the ground, where Abel is standing with a paper bag tucked under his arm, offering a wave should Jun choose to look over the ledge. ]
[Jun indeed had been on the roof. Not feeling up to interacting with his housemates tonight, he made up a story about wanting to go to bed early and retired to his room. There he'd used magic to make a sleeping fake of himself in case anyone came to check on him, and slipped out into the night.
Eventually he had made his way to sitting on the rooftop in his uniform. He didn't notice the cold, the uniform kept him warm enough to be comfortable. Honestly, he'd been just starting to drift off a little when something bonks into his arm. He jolts his head up in surprise and looks--
Only to see it's a candy. Followed by Father Abel's voice from the ground below.
....Ugh. Should've known. He'll peer over the ledge. His face is shrouded, but Abel can probably guess from the flat tone in his voice what his expression reads]
[ sometime during the night - or whenever Jun inevitably finds it - is a small, tall orange paper bag with a crudely drawn pumpkin face drawn on the front. inside are some individually wrapped caramel candies wrapped with ~spooky~ ribbon that has childish skeleton skulls on it, and a couple lollipops in varying flavors and festive shapes. there is also a note: ]
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! I would invite you to go Trick or Treat with me, but we played dress up enough this month. Please enjoy these and relax a little instead, I know you've earned it.
[It takes a bit for Jun to find the bag, entirely because he'd been out spending time with Naruto for Halloween. Coming home, he'll find the little bag with the note. It makes him smile a little, and he'll send a text message back (mostly because his mouth is full of candy)]
Happy Halloween! Thanks for the candy, Father.
I believe I'm a little too old for Trick or Treating anyway, so this is perfect.
[ this time of year, it gets dark so early - but that doesn't mean that the day is lost! Abel knows that Jun wanted a quiet day without fanfare, no bells and whistles; so he's given him his privacy and waited until the day was winding down a bit to approach.
Abel's knocking on Jun's bedroom door; HEY, kiddo!! open up!! it's the FBI your lame not!dad....!! ]
[The privacy had been appreciated. Jun had stuck close to his room today. Normally when he stayed home, you could hear the anime he watched through the door and find him occasionally coming down for snacks.
But today? No sound came from the room as he choose the spend the day in quiet contemplation and prayer. It was a far cry from the beautiful masses and ceremonies he'd normally attend in the Orden, no doubt. Praying on the bedroom floor in front of scented candles and the cross normally on his uniform's belt, all while he read Bible passages off his phone. If he let himself, he's sure he'd feel embarrassed by the set-up. But considering whom he was praying to ... he had faith He'd understand.
He was just about wrapping up when Abel knocked on this door. He takes a moment to answer the door to wrap up his prayer, blow out the candles, and pocket the cross. He then gets up to answer the door, with a smile on his face.]
Hey Father.
[...His room definitely smells like a hodgepodge of scented christmas candles, but hey at least it's not drugs.]
[On January 1, a handmade postcard on high-quality paper slips under his door (literally, under its own power; paper user, etc.). The front has a red circle drawn with a steady, heavy calligraphy brush, with:]
Happy New Year!
[written in heavily stylized black kanji over it by someone who clearly uses a calligraphy brush more than the average 90s actor. On the back:]
Thank you for all your help in the past year. Wishing for your good health and an escape from our dreary Fogtown in the coming year.
Natori Shuuichi
[His signature is very clearly the one he does for fan signings.]
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It's like he's subscribed to a cat twitter, basically, only it's literally just Ren bombarding his phone with nonsense.
This is likely forward dated just to tomorrow shortly before he posts about getting his cat. This is Advance Notice, however. ]
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Jun's just scrolling through all these cat pictures in disbelief at the sheer number of them. He's not even sure he has this many pictures of HIMSELF good lord--]
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Wow you got your cat!
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As quietly as she can, Leanne goes to set down a small tray of a small cup and a pot of tea. Resting on top of the cup there is a fresh picked flower from her garden. Slowly she raises her hand to give his door a few knocks before hurrying away before he opens it and catches her there. Jun will also find a small piece of paper under the cup that will have a crudely drawn smiley face on it.]
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Thank you, in other words]
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A gift
If you're going to date Naruto, or anyone, you need to be prepared. Take this.
-D.
[When Jun unwraps the book it's...a GLBT guide on friendship, dating, and breakups. It's actually pretty easy to read, and breaks things down nicely!
Like. You know. HOW TO COMPLIMENT UR BOO OR UR FRIEND.]
Shit doll's hot
Huh. Ok. That's...more helpful than he was expecting. Like even if he's never going to date, he might get some use out of it.
He doesn't know how to reach D (was it Doll? He heard some people mention Doll). So he'll just do a message to himself, since he has a feeling these folks read their network anyway]
Thank you for the book.
However, I'm not looking to date anyone.
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look his bday is christmas eve ok
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🎃🎃🎃 (p.s. - look this is so cute!!! phones here are SO COOL 💕)
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What can I do for you, Father Nightroad?
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[ maybe he's lost in thought and doesn't notice it, but if he does -- there is a quiet rustling coming from the side of the house, before a ~mysterious~ chocolate caramel candy bonks Jun in the arm and rolls off his sleeve. ]
Aww, come on!! I was so close... but that's only five points. Your face was worth ten~!
[ the voice comes from the ground, where Abel is standing with a paper bag tucked under his arm, offering a wave should Jun choose to look over the ledge. ]
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Eventually he had made his way to sitting on the rooftop in his uniform. He didn't notice the cold, the uniform kept him warm enough to be comfortable. Honestly, he'd been just starting to drift off a little when something bonks into his arm. He jolts his head up in surprise and looks--
Only to see it's a candy. Followed by Father Abel's voice from the ground below.
....Ugh. Should've known. He'll peer over the ledge. His face is shrouded, but Abel can probably guess from the flat tone in his voice what his expression reads]
Father Abel.
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outside of Daniel's house, night of 10/31
HAPPY HALLOWEEN!! I would invite you to go Trick or Treat with me, but we played dress up enough this month. Please enjoy these and relax a little instead, I know you've earned it.
- Father Abel ❤️
later that night!
Happy Halloween! Thanks for the candy, Father.
I believe I'm a little too old for Trick or Treating anyway, so this is perfect.
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Afraid you have me at a disadvantage though. Whose this?
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I'm here. What do you need?
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Night of Christmas Eve - aka Jun's birthday - aka Day He Thinks About Jesus
Abel's knocking on Jun's bedroom door; HEY, kiddo!! open up!! it's
the FBIyour lame not!dad....!! ]Y'all thought I was joking but BEHOLD
But today? No sound came from the room as he choose the spend the day in quiet contemplation and prayer. It was a far cry from the beautiful masses and ceremonies he'd normally attend in the Orden, no doubt. Praying on the bedroom floor in front of scented candles and the cross normally on his uniform's belt, all while he read Bible passages off his phone. If he let himself, he's sure he'd feel embarrassed by the set-up. But considering whom he was praying to ... he had faith He'd understand.
He was just about wrapping up when Abel knocked on this door. He takes a moment to answer the door to wrap up his prayer, blow out the candles, and pocket the cross. He then gets up to answer the door, with a smile on his face.]
Hey Father.
[...His room definitely smells like a hodgepodge of scented christmas candles, but hey at least it's not drugs.]
jun.............
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text | christmas eve
A birthday AND a holiday? Truly goes to show you're special.
Happy Birthday and Merry Christmas, Jun! 🎉🎉🎉 Are you the type who wants to get gifts with the rest on Christmas Day, or what?
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[As for that question, well, normally he doesn't get gifts but that's depressing sounding so--]
Oh I don't really have a preference! You didn't have to get me anything.
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postcard
Happy New Year!
[written in heavily stylized black kanji over it by someone who clearly uses a calligraphy brush more than the average 90s actor. On the back:]
Thank you for all your help in the past year. Wishing for your good health and an escape from our dreary Fogtown in the coming year.
Natori Shuuichi
[His signature is very clearly the one he does for fan signings.]
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Thank you for the card, Natori. I hope you have a happy new years as well.
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