[ Kyoko's loud enough on basically every other day of the year, but something about Christmas seems to have permanently turned up the dial on her volume. She's hurrying down the path to find Yuka, layered so thoroughly in thermals and fluffy winter clothes that she's started to look like a snowman. It doesn't seem to have impeded her movements any, given how quick she's pelting towards Yuka and how enthusiastically she's waving – enough to almost dislodge the colourfully wrapped gift she has tucked under her arm. ]
I'm here, I'm here! You weren't waiting forever, were you?
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[ Kyoko's loud enough on basically every other day of the year, but something about Christmas seems to have permanently turned up the dial on her volume. She's hurrying down the path to find Yuka, layered so thoroughly in thermals and fluffy winter clothes that she's started to look like a snowman. It doesn't seem to have impeded her movements any, given how quick she's pelting towards Yuka and how enthusiastically she's waving – enough to almost dislodge the colourfully wrapped gift she has tucked under her arm. ]
I'm here, I'm here! You weren't waiting forever, were you?