[He sees the name when he's scrolling through looking for the other people Suga mentioned having made friends with here. He's certain that name wasn't here before, but maybe it's not who he thinks.]
[a plain pale blue looking envelope is placed in asahi's mailbox around noon time! inside is a cute looking invitation. on the back of it there's a hand written message that says:
bring your own bathing suit!
you're getting this late because he didn't have any extra invites on him at the welcome party, oops.]
hey u guys!!!!!!!! so i was thinking we should do sth for daichisan since hes obviously RLY SAD that sugawara-sans gone im rly sad too i think we all are!!! so i asked rinsenpai if we could have the gym for a practice match and then like a lock in sleepover after!!!!!!!!! SO THIS IS UR INVITATION its gonna be tomorrow!!!!! and we can do it like we do training camp!! every1 working 2gether from diff teams to try and learn new skills!!!! DOESNT IT SOUND AWESOME write me back if u wanna try it!!!!!!!
[ ...."Buy something (anything) for someone and give it to them." huh? Okay, he can do that. So, Yukihina chooses a random victim, and sends a gift, with a note "with love♥♥♥♥" attached to the plastic bag it's half-heartedly wrapped in. ]
[I hope you weren't sleeping too deeply Asahi, because at some random hour of the day (probably pretty early), Nishinoya ends up shaking him awake very impatiently. The fact that he's shouting won't make it easy to ignore him by the way.]
Asahi-san! Asahi-san, wake up!! Something amazing happened!!
Good day, Azumane-san. I'm Watanabe Hisashi, one of the members of the baseball team. [Semi-officially, at least. Anyway...] Is it all right if we meet up? Whenever you're available that is.
[Today would be the perfect time to stay cuddled up under the blankets and sleep in longer than usual, as is fitting for any snow day during winter. Except this is Nishinoya we're talking about. Ain't nobody got time for that.
His internal alarm clock sets off as his eyes slowly open, then when he realizes it's morning, he darts up-- then shivers before wiggling in a little more into the bed. It's pretty cold. But he's definitely awake, and that means if he's awake, Asahi needs to be awake too.]
Asahi-san, wake up. [Nishinoya is at least a little more courteous this time around, keeping his voice down while reaching out to ruffle Asahi's bed head from where it peeks out atop his cocoon of blankets. He snickers a little and runs a hand through his own mess of hair.
He completely misses the mistletoe that happens to be floating just a few inches above his head.] Asahi-saaaan, it's morning!
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