75 Godiva Street | Late Morning

[knife_bender]

It had been a long and sleepless, but satisfying, 4 weeks with the twins at home. They were turning a month old on Friday, and Annie and Diego finally decided it was time for them to be introduced to the rest of the world. Diego would miss their little family bubble they had for a month, but he had to admit he was looking forward to talking to adults again.

They had sent texts out to various people inviting them over if they so wished (he was not about to force people to see his children), and ordered a pizza now that they were done with the healthy food Donna had supplied them with. The twins were dressed in cute outfits that they probably wouldn't put up with a couple months from now.

Of course Maggie immediately spit up on her little dress but he figured people were gonna have to get used to that like he had over the last couple weeks.

[Open post, if you think you got a text you did]

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[defenderofdesmoines]

And when Annie got the door, it was with Maggie -- no longer in a dress or with her little bow, but maybe the pink onesie would be a tipoff as to which baby was lightly dozing against her mother's shoulder?

"Aw, Gladio, you don't even know how welcome that is right now," Annie sighed, genuinely grateful at the sight of all those dehydrated noodle cups.

[sword_chocobro]

"I might have an idea," Gladio said with a snort and a grin, "that's why I brought it. How you doin', Annie?"

Recognizing that dozing sleepiness on Maggie's face, he was keeping his voice nice and low and quiet.

"Kid's lookin' good. You haven't lost the other one already, though, have you?"