〈 dumbass. --- ✧ 〉
confirmation comes through video chat — he is indeed in the bathroom of the restaurant, curiosity etched upon his visage through slow blinks. ❝ squidmas? i’ve heard a few customers mentioning that. what is it? ❞
somehow, she’s not surprised, and it shows just as clear in the thousand-yard glare she directs just off-camera. “ It’s a thing where people give gifts to each other. It’s also based off a thing from human times. ” And back she goes to dicing food for dinner, careful to ignore his uniform. “ Inklings also celebrate Inkanakuy, where everyone goes out and fights, basically . . . I should’a asked if you wanted to celebrate Tmanun, too, fuck. But both are t’morrow an’ people are supposed t’ get the day off, so come home already, will ya? ”
