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[there's a...well, there's a smell coming from one of the kitchens, and it might be something burning.]

[the source is a boy in a plain black t-shirt, up to his elbows in eggshells and cooking implements. He's balancing a plate above the mess, upon which is the final result of all his trial an error. The perfect omelette. On which he's meticulously drawing a heart made of ketchup.]

[let's just say Ven doesn't have much sense for romance.]

Oh, geez...I've gotta clean all this before she wakes up.


[spoilerface of sorts. backdated for the event. for runawaycrayon.]

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/kicks self for sleeping in

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

Too late.

[Sorry buddy. She's standing in the doorway, smiling at him. How are you so cute?]

there there

[darklinked.livejournal.com]

[f-ffff he is not cute. Brb turning bright red.]

Uhhh--


[hides the plate behind his back.]

You won't even know I was here! Promise.

Sob. /sets alarm this time. I shouldn't be sleeping in so late these days

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

[I'm sorry, but you are totally cute.]

Want some help?

ahhhhhhhhh /flips table

[darklinked.livejournal.com]

I can handle it. Really.

You should eat--I mean, I made you breakfast.

[he holds out the plate hopefully. Can you say no to this face?]

XD

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

[...She wants to say no. Really. Because she wants to help. But, that face!

T-takes the plate.]

Thanks, Ven.

I must have reposted that like five times ;o;

[darklinked.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. You deserve it.

[oh man oh man he just said that out loud, didn't he.]

[he's turning away hastily to hide his face, busying himself sweeping all those eggshells and burnt disasters into the trash.]

My notifs say three times XD

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

[Blushes a little at that and smiles.]

Did you make some for yourself as well?

so not as bad as it could be, haha

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[he freezes.]

Ah--....



I forgot.

XD true

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

Want to share then?

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[he looks over at her, then back at the mess...and gives up, pulling up a chair. It's not fair to make her eat alone--cleanup can wait, right?]

...You're sure?

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

[Sits next to him.]

Of course!

[darklinked.livejournal.com]

[now he just needs to not look like a total idiot by getting ketchup on his shirt or something.]

Uh--I hope you like eggs, by the way. I forgot to ask. But I wanted it to be a surprise...

[runawaycrayon.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I like eggs. Don't worry.

woahhh I fell off the face of the earth there

[darklinked.livejournal.com]

Good.

[okay, Ven. Deep breaths. It's just breakfast.]

[he takes his knife and fork and cuts it carefully in half, right down the middle of the heart. Perfect, right?]

XD No problem

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[Why so nervous, Ven?

Perfect!]