[ mirrors: the morning after; backdated to the morning of 3/14 ]

[meteorstorm]

[ So this morning, you may find one Sakuta Ryuusei in the kitchen area of Casa de KRC, freshly showered and making breakfast (lots of it)

You may also find a most likely very sleepy ladypirate somewhere in the vicinity ]

Comments

[yellowhasthechest]

Well, you know how to shut me up.

[meteorstorm]

By booting you out?

[ the other option is a no-go while the rest of my cabinmates are here ]

[yellowhasthechest]

How cruel.

[meteorstorm]

Cut the sass and I won't.

[yellowhasthechest]

I think we both know that's impossible.

[meteorstorm]

A guy can dream.

[yellowhasthechest]

You're not the first and you won't be the last.

[meteorstorm]

[ shoving at your FACE ]

[yellowhasthechest]

[Grabbing your hand and laughing, holding it away.]

Don't make me bite you.

[meteorstorm]

[ not trying to pull it away, at least ]

Do you enjoy being an obnoxious pest?






. . . Don't answer that.

[yellowhasthechest]

Do you enjoy being a joyless dick?

[Still grinning, though.]

[meteorstorm]

I'm not "joyless". You just don't think any of the things I like are any fun.

[yellowhasthechest]

Chores don't count as fun.

[meteorstorm]

"Fun" is entirely relative.

[yellowhasthechest]

I have been to multiple planets. You and Doc are the only people I know who legitimately enjoy chores. Anywhere.

Ever.

[meteorstorm]

To each his own.

[yellowhasthechest]

[Rolling her eyes and sprawling back out so she can stretch, letting go of his hand, but not creating any distance. You're warm.]

[meteorstorm]

[ . . . fine, fine.

tilting his head a little and pressing a tiny little kiss to your cheek before going right back to reading and pretending he didn't just do that ]

[yellowhasthechest]

[... huh.]

What was that for?

[meteorstorm]

[ you were the one complaining about my version of fun ]

Nothing.

[yellowhasthechest]

[Scoffing a little before she picks her book back up, settling in comfortably against him.]

[meteorstorm]

[ hmph'ing and going back to his reading for now, shifting just a bit so you're not trapping his arm ]

[yellowhasthechest]

[Nudging with her elbow, but not complaining otherwise.]

This is probably more than I've read in my whole life.

[meteorstorm]

It's a matter of finding the right things to read.

[yellowhasthechest]

Newspapers were really all I had the time for.