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Characters: Closed to Raleigh and Julie
Date: Oh'dark thirty in the AM, the day the Misspell event is done
Location: Some 24 hour noodle place somewhere
Situation: Julie woke up 19 years old and called to check on Raleigh. 2 AM dinner and adorable silliness occurred.
Warnings/Rating: We'll keep it PG. Julie swears a bit.

It's probably a good thing Julie has a habit of not sleeping in much. The t-shirt she fell asleep in had been huge on 8 year old her, but on 19 year old her it was a perfect fit. She'd hate to see what would have happened had it been something younger her fit in.

Thank God. Oh, thank God in wherever the fuck. She was starting to get annoyed.

She was about to settle back in and go to sleep but then decided she'd rather check on the people she cared about first instead.

Namely Raleigh. He'd had a rough day or so and Julie was concerned so, pulling on clothes and tying her hair out of her face, she hopped on the network device and sent out a call just to him.

He wouldn't mind being woken up if he were in the right body again, would he?

Of course not.

When she was sure she was connected, she spoke, keeping it on audio for the time being.

"Hey. Are you you again?"

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"...Like myself."

Raleigh leans back, "...I couldn't have gotten through that without you caring like that man."

"You sounded bothered by everything and you're important to me. I couldn't stand back and do nothing."

By this point, she's brushed her hair and on her end, it switches to video. Her hair's tied back in a mildly haphazard bun but in her opinion, it's significantly better than bedhead.

She's happy to be her.

Raleigh for his part looks like he's sleepy but himself, shirtless and staring at the camera. He looks wide awake. Bad dreams Julie, bad bad dreams.

"...You're not six anymore."

Hello, handsome.

"I'm not. It's pretty cool. I feel like celebrating, never mind the fact that it's at a ridiculous hour." She pauses for a moment, tilting her head a bit.

"Are you too tired to join me, Raleigh?"

"Never"

He pauses, "...There's a noodle place near my apartment if you're open to that."

She's grinning more. Way to make her feel special, Raleigh.

"Sounds good. Younger me didn't eat that much and I'm starving. See you in a bit."

She goes to log off and then, just before she does so, she grins at him again.

"I may have to hug you when I see you. Consider yourself warned."

There's silence before he smiles - sends her the address - and he's standing there with his hands in his pockets leaning against the wall outside of a very hole restaurant looking relaxed.

There's only a slight edge to his shoulders.

Julie writes the address down in her journal, tucking that into the pocket of the off white hoodie she pulled on. She's there about ten minutes later, a bit out of breath from hurrying but otherwise fine.

Her hands are tucked into her pocket as she approaches Raleigh. Yes, she remembers she mentioned a hug, but she's wondering how okay with it he'd be.

"Check you out," she says to get his attention. She's smirking. "Happy to be you again?"