Joly's at the door already-- on the other side. And up a ladder. And carrying a box of decorations in one hand and trying to hang a wreath with the other and warning kittens away when he can be bothered.
The knock makes him jump a bit.
Those on the other side of the door will hear a series of subdued crashes, a sharp "mew!" or two of protest answered by muffled apologies, and the sound of a ladder and a few boxes of ornaments being shoved quickly out of the way.
Joly doesn't bother to take the tinsel out of his hair before opening the door, with a friendly smile and the beginnings of an apology for taking so long. And then he sees who's at the door. He beams, and absolutely throws himself at Combeferre, hugging him tightly before pulling back to study his face.
"You're here! You made it! We were wondering who'd come next, of course we knew you would, have they told you about the library?" He laughs, and rubs his eyes, and moves to pull them all into the apartment. "Come in, come in!--Mind the kittens, and the ornaments, sorry, Christmas coming, you know, oh, I'm so glad you made it in time though! Have you seen the infirmary? Of course not,what am I thinking, but oh, Combeferre, you'll be amazed! It's wonderful! Do any of you want a drink or--? Ah, sit wherever you like, the furniture is...solid..." he never quite knows what to say about the decor. "Do Bossuet and Bahorel know yet?"
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The knock makes him jump a bit.
Those on the other side of the door will hear a series of subdued crashes, a sharp "mew!" or two of protest answered by muffled apologies, and the sound of a ladder and a few boxes of ornaments being shoved quickly out of the way.
Joly doesn't bother to take the tinsel out of his hair before opening the door, with a friendly smile and the beginnings of an apology for taking so long. And then he sees who's at the door. He beams, and absolutely throws himself at Combeferre, hugging him tightly before pulling back to study his face.
"You're here! You made it! We were wondering who'd come next, of course we knew you would, have they told you about the library?" He laughs, and rubs his eyes, and moves to pull them all into the apartment. "Come in, come in!--Mind the kittens, and the ornaments, sorry, Christmas coming, you know, oh, I'm so glad you made it in time though! Have you seen the infirmary? Of course not,what am I thinking, but oh, Combeferre, you'll be amazed! It's wonderful! Do any of you want a drink or--? Ah, sit wherever you like, the furniture is...solid..." he never quite knows what to say about the decor. "Do Bossuet and Bahorel know yet?"