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<teslacoils>

[terribibble]

See you. :8)

[It's bolstering that Norman is in a good enough mood to offer snacks and use emojis... or it's a sign that he's really, really pushing down how bad he feels. Fiddleford is no stranger to doing the same thing because it seems easier than facing the ache head-on. Iced tea in the summer heat will help either way, right? It can't hurt.

When Norman arrives it's to a snake waving at him from the side of the house on the path that leads around to the garden.]

Come on around.

[True to his word the garden plots between the house and the private lake are explosions of corn and pumpkins. Not just big pumpkins, but little decorative ones too, ones left over from the natural decorations Elsa grew for his wedding that he let go to seed because seeing them reminds him of how kind that gesture was.]

[certaininequities]

My God, this is really something.

[Norman gapes openly at the splendor, smiling, his eyes alight. There's a paper bag in one hand, spotted with grease, and he's wearing black shorts and a punny t-shirt. His hair is slightly damp, as though he'd sprayed it before combing it back to combat the effect the summer humidity has on it ... but the fluffy waves will eventually, over the course of their visit, refuse to be contained anyway.

also yes he is wearing sandals with socks, the Summer Dad Ensemble is complete]

Thanks for asking me over, Fiddleford, it's so good to see you.