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Great news! My new laptop finally arrived so I can get back to doing the things that I normally do. It's amazing how dependent we've become on these things, isn't it? Can't complain too much, though.

Shall we break in the new machine with some wri— Oh no, Clavis, not that kind of breaking.... Wait, put that down! Stop!! Claviiiiiiiiis!!!!

Nokto lightly padded up beside you. "Can you believe him? Can't even be bothered to help his brother in a crisis."

"You are not a child, you can handle it on your own," huffed Yves.

Nokto waited for him to turn around before inching closer and whispering "He used to love styling Licht and me back as kids. We were his best customers, you know" into your ear with an acerbic undertone.

"Only because you two would hound me incessantly until I did!" Yves snapped back, curling brush in hand.

"Come now, Evie, you should thank us for letting you hone your craft on our infantile noggins. I'd think that adds up to at least one emergency appointment, wouldn't you?" He jauntily leaned against the dresser and ran a hand through his hair. "Just a brush through will do."

"Not happening," said Yves.