text;week 2

[p_mortem]

[ Right... The watch thing can function as a phone, is what Minato had been told, though it's been largely silence on his wrist and he hardly ever bothers with it. The lack of correspondence is normal and is fine with him, but it's times like this where he thinks it useful for reaching out to people, both who he's talked to and not. ]

Just wondering... Does anybody have a dog, or knows how to take care of dogs? Or know if it's okay for a dog to eat nothing but curry for a week...

[ The answer to his last question is obviously a "no," but it leads to the question he's implying but doesn't really want to admit. AKA he has no idea what to feed a dog, as he was the one in charge of taking his out for a walk but not of meals, and it's since dawned on him that a strict diet of curry isn't the best for either people or dogs.


For those who'd rather speak in person, Minato will most likely be found in his room, laying flat on his back on his bed, Koromaru flopped over on his stomach. Both of them seem listless— the usual, for Minato, but quite unusual for the dog who'd be the first to jump to his feet to greet you at the door. ]

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[moonlightbeast]

[L O R D

The next response comes a couple minutes later.]

Do you need any food or anything?

[p_mortem]

[ IT'S FINE ]

I'm fine. I don't feel hungry when I'm sick. But I was hoping to find something healthier for Koromaru. Hence writing this post to ask for help.

[moonlightbeast]

Well I could make him something? Then you don't have to worry about it for now.

[p_mortem]

Would you? I owe you one.

[moonlightbeast]

Of course! In times like these, we all need to help each other.

[p_mortem]

Right. Thanks.
My room's near the end of the hall, to the right. Door's open. Koromaru's stolen the blankets so he could set up a nest by the door- you'll see him.

[moonlightbeast]

I'll be careful to not trip over him.

[p_mortem]

He won't let you.
See you.