week 4, tuesday like 4pmish

[cherrypuncher]

[News travels fast in li'l ol' Whole Ass, given that the town grows ever smaller and it isn't like it's big enough for anyone to not notice the fucking disaster zone that is the bank and also Yuna is kind of Milla's roommate and we all know how that went and she has been fretting herself to death since Monday how dare you assholes

But her project's been finished, and she's sure by now Jason must be well enough to take visitors—trying to come see him at the clinic because she put too much faith in his self-preservation skills and inevitably being redirected by somebody or another confirmed that much—so Yuna comes knocking on Jason's door, light and rapid tappataptaptaptap-ing.]

Jaaaasooon! It's me, Yuna! Are you feeling well enough for me to say hi? [pppause] You don't have to come to the door if the answer's no, but I have something for you.

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[impulsiveness]

[To be fair, Jason isn't the only one to have bailed out of the clinic by Tuesday morning. He's even been a good sport and stayed in his room to rest! Or, well, he did — after several tongue lashings by concerned individuals this morning. Ba dum tshh...

Speaking of tongues (or not), there isn't so much as a peep from the other side of the door. No indication that Jason intends to open the door, right until some sort of object is tossed against it. Possibly a pencil, or something else that's equally light.

That may or may not be her invitation to come in.]

[cherrypuncher]

[I...is it. Is it her invitation. Yuna hesitates, and then slooowly opens the door, a little surprised to find it unlocked. She only steps about halfway in.]

Hi, Jason! Can I come in? [She makes a thumbs up motion and turns it around to a thumbs down. Answering options not requiring any head motion at all!!]

[impulsiveness]

[Turns out, it is her invitation. She might step on the pen he threw against the door on her way in, but Jason looks up at her from where he's sitting on one of the beds, giving her a thumbs up. He then holds up a rulebook, turned to a page where it seems he's scrawled down a single word:]

Hi

[His handwriting is terrible.......... yikes. But at least it's not as terrible as he looks at the moment. Oh, well.]

[cherrypuncher]

Hi! [And she prances on in, chipper as ever, immediately holding a notebook out in front of her. It's just something she snagged from the general store, but the cover's been decorated; she's carefully painted green diagonal stripes alternating in lighter and darker shades over the front. She figured someone would have beat her to it if Jason didn't find a notebook himself—she wouldn't have thought of it herself if Fu hadn't done the same thing for Itsuki—but given that Jason Todd never shuts the fuck up, some extra paper can't hurt.]

Tah-dah! This is for when the pages in the notebook you have run out. There's this, too— [She opens it up, and on the inside of the front cover, there's a line of small pressed flowers, alternating between yellow and white, expertly glued down to border the long side.] —but I put them inside in case they were too girly for you to want everyone to see... Yarrow flowers are symbols of healing! It's a little get-well-soon good-luck charm.

[impulsiveness]

[Some extra paper definitely couldn't hurt, considering he's been writing hecking novels in the rulebook he's been given. With the spare pages being for "notes" instead of "letting this shitty teenager communicate", he's bound to run out of space to write in sooner rather than later. So, honestly? Yuna's gift is about the most touching thing he's received all hecking day.

So touching, in fact, that he looks pretty darn surprised when she presents both of them to him, blinking as if he doesn't know how to react. After a moment, he smiles at her — far more genuinely than he has in the past twenty-four hours.

Scribbling down on the rulebook:]

You REALLY didn't have to, but thanks.
And sorry for when my chicken scratch ruins it. This is seriously nice.

[Like, if these weren't dire straits? This is definitely the kind of notebook you tuck away because it's too pretty to use. Logic.]

[cherrypuncher]

[He likes it!!! Yuna had been worried but now she's beaming, absolutely thrilled to see him smiling.]

I know I didn't have to, but I really wanted to! And since I made it just for you, anything you do to it or write in it is gonna be just what it was made for, so it won't be ruining it at all! I'm so happy you like it.

[She doesn't wanna go and just sit on his bed uninvited but she does carefully set herself to sit on the trunk at the foot of it... That was probably permission enough to at least stay for a little bit!]

Are you feeling a little better today?