Inbox: Pumpkin Hollow

[lovinglefthand]

An In-Character inbox for First Aid, chief clinician and surgeon at the Winterbottom clinic.

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[thelatechrisfreeman]

"Thank you, Aidie. You're a good brother." When First Aid cradles them in his arms, Chris cuddles close.

Another good thing is that Chris is still bundled in the sheet, meaning that First Aid will have his usual cover when they arrive at Chris's house. Though it's unavoidably cold in the house, thanks to no fire being lit earlier, Chris just slides out of First Aid's grasp and heads directly for the bed, only shedding their shoes when they are on the rug beside the bed instead of bare floor.

Chris crawls under the covers without bothering to undress more than that, and holds out a hand for First Aid to take. "I'm glad you're here. Right now, and just in general. You know that, right?"

[lovinglefthand]

"Oh good, so my efforts are working," First Aid jokes softly, holding Chris close and wrapping their coat and his own cloak around them both. When they reach Chris's house First Aid unwraps them gently, letting them kick their shoes off and slide into bed still fully dressed. Right now they're going to get everything they need.

"I know," First Aid responds, wrapping his own sheet around his shoulders and sitting down next to the bed. He takes Chris's hand and holds it gently, saying, "And you know I'm happy to be here, right? Thank you for letting me take care of you like this."

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[thelatechrisfreeman]

Chris lies on their side, face turned toward First Aid. Their expression is mostly blank, a side effect of needing to lock down their emotions to function, but there is a little spark of warmth in their gaze. They squeeze his hand gently, give a little sigh, and close their eyes.

Things feel much safer with Aidie here.