[ first babe, now big guy. shiro’s still a huge fan of the affectionate names but he’s gotta admit, they hit much differently when it’s a penguin face staring back at him. he smiles though and he’s just short of a retort when there’s that bell ring. it’s automatic: he pivots and turns his head further, looking to the door. a blink and then it’s back to keith. who…?

he never quite loses his smile, although it softens on the beat of curiosity as he bends down to set those webbed feet on the floor. straightens up and gives a cautionary brush of his hands over his hair, then his shoulders. ]

Hopefully not too much of a mess. [ he says it as he heads to the door. giving himself one last moment to gather some sense of dignity, he unlocks the door and then swings it open.

oh. mail? ] Jamieson -- hey.

Hello Shiro. Got some good ones for you today. [ annnnd taking a stack of junk mail: coupons, real estate magazine, auto parts advertisement -- nice. shiro smiles. ]

Thanks. [ a beat. ] You know you don’t have to hand deliver it. [ it’s been hit or miss. usually shiro isn’t here during the work week. but ever since that time two weeks back, when he’d gone down to grab the mail out of their mailbox and happened to run into mailman jamieson, well… jamieson seems to think he needs to bring it to the door? maybe it’s because sometimes, with the craziness of this world, they forget to clear out their mailbox and it’s been wedged full, so jamieson is trying to help them out? shiro’s been better about trying to check it everyday though. ]

It’s no problem. Besides, it’s always good to see you. Especially now -- nice rack by the way.

[ tips his head and -- oh, he can feel the weight. laughs. ] Right. The antlers.

Yeah. The antlers.