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[puddingemote]

✆CHANNEL FREQUENCY: 891.39200
DESCRIPTION: Only answers his radio if he's not eating.

✉MAIL BOX LOCATION: Mailbox by the Door
DESCRIPTION: He almost never actually looks in the mailbox. Shove messages under his door or get him on the radio.

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[hippocarnival]

[Yuya is, in fact, heading out now.] Okay. Which one is that?

[He's kept like half the cabins straight, but who knows who's rooming where by now.]

[puddingemote]

[He tells him which one it is.]

Door's open. You can just come in.

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya finds it easily enough. Even though he has clearance to walk in, he opens the door slowly and peaks in through the crack in the door anyway.]

Tamaki? It's me!

[puddingemote]

[He actually thought Yuya might knock after all, so the fact that he opens the door at all is pretty surprising to Tamaki.

Not that he was doing anything worth hiding. He's just sitting on his bed, fiddling with the texting ring he bought. He looks up when he hears the door open.]

Hey. [He motions again for Yuya to go ahead and come in, reaching behind himself on the bed to grab a package he'd set down. It's wrapped and everything.]

[hippocarnival]

Hey! [Yuya smiles and slips through the doorway, closing it behind him. He keeps his hands behind his back as he approaches Tamaki, waiting until hes beside the bed before offering a small package, a bag folded over and haphazardly wrapped around.]

This is yours. Happy Solstice! [Inside is a package of anti grav tablets.]