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[despiteeverything]

[A post for all your one-on-one communication needs with the determined kid.

Frisk doesn't spend too much time at their apartment, a small room in the middle of Otherworlder housing. Maybe because they live completely by themselves. Hm.

In any case they're quick to respond once contacted. Mail is generally slower and riddled with spelling and grammatical errors. They spend their days exploring, playing, and doing odd jobs for a couple of native families who help make sure they have enough money for a roof over their head and food to eat. You won't hear them complaining about their living situation though.]

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[despiteeverything]

[Frisk is at the age where they're usually up at the crack of dawn, ready to go. But today they do end up sleeping in a bit themselves. It's been... an exhausting few days, really. Really exhausting. And their bed is comfortable and soft and when they're sleeping they don't have to think too much about things.

Waking up has its moments though. Like being able to smell the breakfast cooking. Like being able to hop out of bed, creep down the hall, and find that it is Ayumu doing the cooking, like he always did.

Like being able to scamper across the room and wrap their arms around him in a hug, even if it's a bit of a surprise.]

[melodyoflogic]

[To his credit, Ayumu hears Frisk coming, so when they do cross the room to wrap their arms around him, Ayumu doesn't drop his spatula. Hugs are something Ayumu still wasn't quite as used to coming from anyone but Hizumi as he could be, but he gladly sets the tool aside, kneeling down to properly return it, ruffling Frisk's hair and wrapping an arm around them.

He had an idea, after all, of how tough these past two week had to have been for everyone. And for Frisk......]

Good morning.

[They needed this. Maybe Ayumu did, too.]

Hope you feel like pancakes.

[despiteeverything]

'Morning.

[Yeah, that's definitely him. He's definitely back. They grin and nod.]

With syrup?

[Honestly they more filling the gap - they don't care either way, now that Ayumu's back to normal.]

[melodyoflogic]

Absolutely.

[He returns Frisk's grin with a small, happy smile of his own, ruffling their hair once more.]

There's eggs and bacon, too-- I thought you'd like a nice, big breakfast this morning.

[despiteeverything]

[Frisk giggles as their hair is ruffled, ducking their head.]

'm just glad you're back.

[He didn't need to go to all the fuss, honestly. This was more than enough for them.]

[melodyoflogic]

I'm glad to be back.

[It wasn't fuss, to Ayumu. Being able to cook breakfast again for them all was a relief, if anything.]

....And... I'm sorry. For worrying you.

[despiteeverything]

[Frisk smiles a little sadly.]

S'okay. I- I knew something was wrong. That something was going on.

[Even though their feelings loved ignoring this knowledge and leaving them in a pit of anxiety about the whole situation.]

[melodyoflogic]

I'm glad you knew.... but I'm still sorry you had to go through that.

[He checks the burner, flipping one last pancake so it can finish in the pan.]

Tell you what. I'll finish this last one up, and we can eat together, ok? Then maybe we can talk a little.

[despiteeverything]

Okay.

[They slowly - reluctantly - disentangle themselves then hop over to the table and peer on it to see if it's already been made, counting all the forks and knives and everything. Yep, it's all in order, though... they guess they aren't surprised.

Once that's settled, they scramble up into a chair and wait there, fidgeting only a little bit as they waited.]

[melodyoflogic]

[It won't take long for Ayumu to finish up, what with most of breakfast already finished. He'll move most of the pancakes to a platter alongside plenty of bacon, though notably leaves a meals worth aside on the fire core heated plate-- Hizumi's portion, for when he wakes.

He takes up the platter and a bowl of freshly cooked, scrambled eggs, carrying both over to the table where he sits next to Frisk, offering them first pick from the pancakes with a smile. There's already pitchers of juice and milk set out, as well as a kettle of tea.]

I didn't make a very large variety, but I think I did alright for making my first breakfast in awhile.