pale the winter days after dark

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WHO: Anyone stuck in/visiting/trolling the Phancyhive house
WHEN: Backdated during Snowmageddon
SUMMARY: Snowstorm shenanigans!
WARNINGS: Snowball fights and stolen soup.

[DURING THE TIME OF THE FIRST GREAT SNOW OF 2012, THE HOUSE OF PHANCYHIVE EXPERIENCED A GOOD MANY TALES THAT WOULD BE TOLD AMONGST NEWCOMERS FOR YEARS TO COME.

HERE ARE SOME OF THEIR STORIES.]

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...Are we still talking about tea? You don't have a fever, do you?

[Don't make him get up and treat you like a kid by checking your temperature, Yosuke.]

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No!

[Yosuke flushes a little and gets up to go grab some tissue.]

It's just the cold. I feel fine. I never get sick anyway, so you don't need to worry.

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Everyone gets sick.

[Even Chains, he wants to add, but stops as he realizes that this Yosuke wouldn't know what he was talking about.]

Besides, that's already a lie. You had chickenpox not too long ago.

[inthejunk]

That was some kind of fluke!

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I guess you did seem healthy before...

[Doesn't mean he's falling for it, though.]

[inthejunk]

Yeah, I bet that's the only time I've ever been sick here, right? 'cause it never ha- HAAKKU!

...Aw gross it's on my shirt!

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[Quietly facepalms...]

I have...a shirt that you can borrow. That you probably should borrow...

[inthejunk]

...okay.

[Admittedly a little cowed after that.]

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[He'll just...pour the boy some more tea. Here, this will force your body to be healthy, hopefully. And he'll tastefully ignore any snot still left on his shirt.]

[inthejunk]

[He's just going to slump on the table now. This has been a long, shitty day, dude.]

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[Poor sucker. Have a headpat, Yosuke.]

Things could be worse...

[inthejunk]

[He grunts tiredly, then peeks up at Gilbert around his elbow.]

Every time someone says that it really happens.

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I-is it too late to take it back...?!

[inthejunk]

I hope not.

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[Ugh. Of course he would end up cursing them like this in the middle of a snowstorm. And speaking of which...

He turns and moves over to stand at the window, brushing some condensation away with the tips of his fingers.]

It's still this bad...?

[inthejunk]

[Still draped over the table sneezing quietly and dripping fluids everywhere.]

They said record snow...I guess around here that's pretty big.

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I've never seen snow this bad.

[Use the napkins, Yosuke! Napkins!]

Is the tea any good?

[inthejunk]

Yeah... [Whether that's about the snow or the tea is your guess. Oh hey, napkins...he sniffles and snorts attractively into those now.]

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[And you wonder why the girls don't flock to you, Yosuke. Politely looking away until he's finished being attractive.]

[inthejunk]

[What? Usually there isn't so much mucus involved, okay?]

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[Just pray that someone like Madame Red doesn't come in and see it...]

[inthejunk]

[Would it be bad?]

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[Well, she's a beautiful, sophisticated lady and you're a snot-nosed kid...the levels of embarrassment would be off the charts.]

[inthejunk]

[He'll be way less snotty once he gets out of the wet clothes!]

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[Tea first, then he can wear one of Gilbert's awesome dress shirts. And matching cravat!]