[Somewhat predictably, Rinoa's currently curled up on the couch with a book and a half eaten pink macaron. Hearing footsteps, she marks her place and then glances up to smile at her "daughter".]
Hey! So you got a box too, huh? I wasn't sure what to expect, but they're actually pretty tasty.
[She's about to type up a response when he greets her, so instead she sheepishly tucks her phone into a pocket of her jacket - the one that mysteriously looks almost exactly like Squall's.]
Hey!
[Former conversations forgotten for the moment, she trots over to give him a swift hug. He is, after all, one of her favorite people.]
I'll tell you the same thing I told Squall - You're late!
[ Having Rinoa being the "adult" of the house is really weird, because knowing Rinoa... yeah. But hey, she's closer and that meant he can keep a watch on her easily...!
Whatever, he's leaving this guy on a plate on a table near her bed. NO NOTE AT ALL. ]
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