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[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's back from the dead and looking quite mild about it? She's in the kitchen, too, digging through the fridge. After a bit, she's decided to snack on a piece of fruit. Mmm, peaches.]

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[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[recovering from a cold, just wandered in to maybe make some soup or something, pausing when she sees the other Kairi.]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[...well, waves a bit, then goes starts collecting things for soup. sniff.]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Wandering around all alone?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[blinkblink. sniff.]

Yes? I needed something to eat.

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Mm. Should have sent your boyfriend to go get it for you.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[oh, er. casual time~.]

If you say so.

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

You're dating the younger one, aren't you?

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[finds a pot and puts it on the stove, filling it with water shortly after.]

So what if I am?

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

So it means you're not the girlfriend I was going to commend for her good job.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[pauses and looks over in confusion.]

Good job?

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Yep. I was going to go teach that bastard Greed a lesson, but she already did. Saves me a lot of messy cleanup, really.

[pluiet.livejournal.com]

[frowns deeply, not really trusting her words.]

What do you mean?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Hey! Those are his and Greed's peaches, piss off. Oh, well he just wasn't expecting this Kairi. Envy, right?]

....

[He'll just try to reach for a bag of chips that were left out on the counter and attempt to sneak away. Slowly.]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Going somewhere?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Spotted...Whoops. Insert weak laughter here.]

Umm..yeah, just needed to grab something to eat before I left.

[Rubs the bag of his head before he grabs the bag of potato chips.]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Why in such a hurry to leave? We've got so many things to discuss.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

A-About what?

[He'd rather not "discuss" anything...]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Let's start with, oh I don't know, any flings in the hallway you might have had recently?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

. . .

[How the f*ck did she know about that? You know what, no. He was heading out the door with a mouth full of chips.]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Don't try to lie to me either. I got that straight from the horses mouth. Or ass, in this case.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

I wasn't even going to tell you anything, stop following me!

[He was picking up speed, but froze when he heard that last part. Riku told her, why?]

...So?

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

So, can you believe he'd just tell me your little secret like that? I didn't even have to get him drunk.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Shrinks, gripping the bag of chips a little tighter while he grit his teeth.]

Who knows, aren't you just oh so happy.

[He wanted to slap that smile off of her face..]

[covetousheart.livejournal.com]

Mm, I am pretty excited. Compared to him though, anyone would look excited. I don't think he's made one facial expression the whole time he's been in there.