Oh. *slight pause, doesn't understand the significance of this.*
You know, if we run out of bedrooms, we could just clean up the spot under the roof upstairs and have a really big bedroom, or even split it into several.
Isn't that what the living room and dining room are for? I thought.... *not sure exactly what he thought, but it sounded right.*
....wait. You mean like... *frowning more, trying to figure something out* ...like the living room, with a couch, but it has a bigger TV, and you.... you and other people, you.... ... you all.... *dangit, he almost knows this. Why does he almost know this? There's something missing from the idea he's got, like when you have a word in mind but can't quite call it forth, only... only, it's... it has to do with a big TV, and sitting in front of it with others, and... and....*
*eyeing the Dreamberry's keyboard as he's holding it in both hands, trying to figure this out. One hand on each side of the little thing, his thumbs are up over the keys, and he's not sure what it is this reminds him of* ....I.... think so? But you have more people there, and... it's something you're watching on the TV that's really fun? *bites his lip* Or... no, it's... you... uh.... *frowning more* What was it?
....and a lot of people do that together, right? Get something to eat, and play those sorts of games together? *still trying to make sure he gets this*
*answers, in the kitchen and cooking again -- taking something out of the oven. Looks like a round cake pan, only it's got... who knows what that is, in it. There's another such thing sitting on the counter already, covered in melted cheese, with a slice taken out of it, cross-section revealing a darn lot of bacon and egg. And mushroom and.... is that a bacon-laden quiche of some kind?*
*lil smile at recognizing her* Oh, hey... what's up?
*looks around the kitchen. Sure he spilled a little cheese, and the trash can is full of bacon wrappers, with Noireau eyeing it and the pan still on the stove... but that's not really out of the ordinary, for their lil household.*
...
*smile gone finally, returns his attention to the Dreamberry*
*quiet still, not saying anything for just a moment.... forget standing up in the kitchen, he'll sit down on the floor against the counter where he is, and pull the puppy up into his lap*
*oh, come on, Naomi. Would anyone be more likely to know than Abel's roommate, if Abel's crush disappeared? ...besides Abel and said crush herself? ;) *
I....
*eyeing the phone... checks the contact list, and sighs. He's going to hug the puppy closer, now that he's confirmed it and it's starting to sink in.*
*quieter again* No one stays awake forever, right? He'll have to go back to sleep sometime.
*nods* So... he'll have a dream sooner or later again, and come back. Like you did.... *glances back up at her a moment, then wipes his eyes* He liked it here, so he should come back, right?
[Unfortunately for Harley, Rise had other plans for the rest of the day. So she'll be leaving the chocolate she made for you on the counter of the kitchen. Inside the small package is some giri choco ("obligatory chocolate") that Rise made herself. Unfortunately, she added a few more things that weren't on the menu to add to the flavor.
A little note sits under the package. It reads:
"Here's some of the chocolate I made earlier, Harley. I made sure to make some extra fro you. I hope you like them. Happy Valentine's Day! ♥
P.S. I'll be back a little late tonight~ Don't wait up. -Rise]
*chocolate definitely counts as one of those new flavors he enjoys -- and he hasn't had quite enough experience with it yet, to know when he doesn't like it. Chocolate with almonds, or raspberry, or peanut butter, or ginger, or chili -- Rise's is just another flavor, right?*
*...so as long as she didn't flavor it with something poisonous, he'll probably be okay. Physically, anyway.*
*...and because he found some chocolate and stuff that he liked, he'll leave her some of the day's spoils on the kitchen table -- a box of truffles, some chocolate-covered strawberries... and a handful of what looks like Butterfingers.. The only note he left is a small piece of paper with her name on it. He'll probably be asleep in bed when she gets home, and using Noireau as a foot warmer. ♥*
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Date: 2009-07-09 09:32 pm (UTC)....Yeah?
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Date: 2009-07-10 06:05 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-07-10 06:20 am (UTC)*was prolly out in the back yard enjoying the sunshine?*
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Date: 2009-08-13 06:26 am (UTC)*need him to bring him something, or....? Yeah, he has no idea. :|*
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Date: 2009-08-13 06:27 am (UTC)What?
Where are you? *hurrying to get his socks and boots on now*
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Date: 2009-08-13 06:33 am (UTC)*can't get his boots on fast enough for his liking, but he's on his way!*
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Date: 2009-08-20 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-20 06:46 am (UTC)You know, if we run out of bedrooms, we could just clean up the spot under the roof upstairs and have a really big bedroom, or even split it into several.
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Date: 2009-08-20 06:59 am (UTC)*pause* But that'd mean we should make a bathroom up there too, wouldn't it? If we make bedrooms up there later?
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Date: 2009-08-20 07:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-20 07:28 am (UTC)....wait. You mean like... *frowning more, trying to figure something out* ...like the living room, with a couch, but it has a bigger TV, and you.... you and other people, you.... ... you all.... *dangit, he almost knows this. Why does he almost know this? There's something missing from the idea he's got, like when you have a word in mind but can't quite call it forth, only... only, it's... it has to do with a big TV, and sitting in front of it with others, and... and....*
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Date: 2009-08-20 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-08-20 07:46 am (UTC)Video games?
*hi there, term he hasn't heard before.*
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Date: 2009-08-20 08:00 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-09-15 07:30 pm (UTC)Hey, will you quit doing that?!
[Another voice is heard.]
What does this do, pal?
[Suddenly there's a short video and you see a boy with purple hair on the screen before it fades to black again and the feed cuts off completely.]
[ooc: Yeaaah, see here to understand. |D;;]
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Date: 2009-09-24 03:12 am (UTC)Harley, right?
I wanted to check up on you. It's Naomi Hunter.
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Date: 2009-09-24 05:57 am (UTC)*lil smile at recognizing her* Oh, hey... what's up?
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Date: 2009-09-24 06:01 am (UTC)Oh, I just wanted to check up on you. And make sure you were alright after... after all that's happened.
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Date: 2009-09-24 06:09 am (UTC)*but.... "after all that's happened?"*
...
*looks around the kitchen. Sure he spilled a little cheese, and the trash can is full of bacon wrappers, with Noireau eyeing it and the pan still on the stove... but that's not really out of the ordinary, for their lil household.*
...
*smile gone finally, returns his attention to the Dreamberry*
What all's happened?
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Date: 2009-09-24 06:10 am (UTC)...You mean you haven't seen yet?
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Date: 2009-09-24 06:13 am (UTC)*there's that odd feeling that something's not right....*
Seen what?
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Date: 2009-09-24 06:15 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-24 06:28 am (UTC)*sets the hotpad down on the counter. He's not sure what to say for a moment*
....
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Date: 2009-09-24 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-24 06:45 am (UTC)....so.... he woke up?
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Date: 2009-09-24 06:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-24 06:57 am (UTC)*lil nod, not sure what else to say again, petting on the puppy*
So it's... kind of like how you woke up a while ago too?
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Date: 2009-09-24 07:02 am (UTC)There's always the chance of his return, but I wanted to contact you to make sure you were going to be alright without him.
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Date: 2009-09-24 07:50 am (UTC)I....
*eyeing the phone... checks the contact list, and sighs. He's going to hug the puppy closer, now that he's confirmed it and it's starting to sink in.*
*quieter again* No one stays awake forever, right? He'll have to go back to sleep sometime.
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Date: 2009-09-24 12:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-25 01:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-09-26 07:12 am (UTC)Are you alright on your own? Can you take good care of the dog?
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Date: 2010-02-15 03:34 am (UTC)A little note sits under the package. It reads:
"Here's some of the chocolate I made earlier, Harley. I made sure to make some extra fro you. I hope you like them. Happy Valentine's Day! ♥
P.S. I'll be back a little late tonight~ Don't wait up. -Rise]
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Date: 2010-02-15 07:59 am (UTC)*...so as long as she didn't flavor it with something poisonous, he'll probably be okay. Physically, anyway.*
*...and because he found some chocolate and stuff that he liked, he'll leave her some of the day's spoils on the kitchen table -- a box of truffles, some chocolate-covered strawberries... and a handful of what looks like Butterfingers.. The only note he left is a small piece of paper with her name on it. He'll probably be asleep in bed when she gets home, and using Noireau as a foot warmer. ♥*