{He leaves like a whirlwind. And so Shiho settles with going through some of the things she's received for their baby. Little clothes, tiny shoes and soft blankets that she folded into pastel-coloured organizers that would eventually go into the room. If Sam could ever decide on what colour the room should be.
She's giggling about it when he crashes back in and she pokes her head over the couch to watch.]
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She's giggling about it when he crashes back in and she pokes her head over the couch to watch.]
Welcome home~