dancing_petals

It's winter in the Nexus, and that means cold and snow. (Especially in the week surrounding Christmas. The Nexus powers-that-be seemed to be really fond of the idea of a White Christmas.) The tinkle of the bell and a blast of cold air from the front door of the Kitten in the House precedes a walking bundle of snowcaked winter wear vaguely Takeru's height and body size.

"Is that all the deliveries?" Takeru really doesn't want to go back outside.