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Xeya is headed off to college! She's going to live in a big house with a bunch of other students that's in walking distance of campus! She's both a bit nervous and extremely excited about this.
Mom drives her there and helps her unload everything, but she has to get back home to help Dad with the twins, so she can't stay to help Xeya unpack. There's a tearful goodbye, and then she starts taking her boxes up the stairs, humming happily.
"Okay. I'll go get into... less horrifying clothes... and take a quick shower? And come back in ten minutes to check in, unless you get ready for bed really fast?"
"I definitely do not get ready for bed that fast, no. See you in ten minutes." Hug.
Huh. She has... a lot of mushy feelings? And she definitely lost track of time there, gosh...
She should definitely get ready for bed... she changes into her PJs and brushes her teeth.
"Hey," says this guy, "uh," and he waits a beat in case her thing kicks in successfully without him having to show her the note,
<This is Skip. He has a mysterious condition that means you can only remember him through notes. He knows about your powers. Here are your notes on him.>
- and start glowing and about a second and a half later they still are glowing and she is pulling him into a hug. "Hi, Skip."
Huuuuug. "Glad that worked," she murmurs into him, and doesn't let go.
(readread skimskim Thiiiiiis is going to take some refining.)
"Yeah. Me too. ...I don't have anything else in particular to say and should probably just go crash for the night?"
Sleeepy. bedtime.
She has an early class in the morning that her ring barely wakes her up for - she's a bit of a zombie when she makes it back at noon.
Skip is taking the day off work due to near-death experience, not that anyone is going to actually ask (he does have a protocol of emailing his supervisor "putting this in writing to confirm that it's OK for me to take off today" and his supervisor is not the sort of person who ever successfully answers these emails so if anyone notices anything he will always have a paper trail to rely on). He's on the couch watching the Great British Bakeoff. "You okay, Xeya?"
<This is Skip. He has a mysterious condition that means you can only remember him through notes. He knows about your powers. Here are your notes on him.>
..What. (Her eyes widen.)
...there's nobody else in that direction, but she still yawns and stretches to cover reading a bit of the notes file.
"Tiiiiireed," she says, and flops down on the couch next to him. "Did you sleep ok?"
"I slept like a rock actually, but not in a way where I wanted to go pick up a lot of boxes." ...arm? Arm on shoulders?
Arm on shoulder is fine! She nestles up against him a bit.
"That makes sense," she says, clearly still reading. "You had a pretty intense night."
Does he - yeah, it says they talked about it - "You're charging my powers, a little bit."
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