bonne anniversaire

[unbr8kable]

Who: Requiem, Nemesis
Where: the lobby, for starters
When: Day 181

[Nemesis is waiting in the appropriate spot at the appropriate time, hair tamed and carrying a small bouquet--long stems of bluebells, lily of the valley, sunflowers, carnations, and a pink rose, tied with a tyrian and navy ribbon. She rocks back on her heels as she waits, the anticipatory type of nervous, but straightens as Requiem approaches]

Hey. Wanna head out?

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[stakesthesame]

Can you take this, actually?

[ hands her her own bag, so she can lean over and unlace her boots, god, zrael fashion is actually the worst sometimes ]

I wouldn't mind help de-sweatering though.

[unbr8kable]

Sure, I can handle that.

[nabs the bag and places it with somewhat more care, and actually unpacks the bags since Req should be messing with boots for the foreseeable future. gotta get the kind with zippers...]

[stakesthesame]

[ these are the comfy walking boots though.

getting out of those as quickly as she can manage and finally entering the room, coming up as nem starts taking stuff out of bags to drape against her back from behind. ]

[unbr8kable]

[sucks in a breath--twists around, kissing her on the jaw]

Heard you had a problem with too many sweaters.

[stakesthesame]

[ curls her arms around her middle, humming gently ]

Yeah... can't get cozy in a bath covered in sweaters and whatever.

[unbr8kable]

That might count as a little too cozy...

[wraps her arms around Requiem as well, hooking her fingers in the hem of her sweater, and smoothing her thumbs over her waist]

Sweaterbath seems like some kind of Lilis trend...

[stakesthesame]

Sounds like the opposite of cozy to me.

[ hums, shifting very slightly forward until she's flush to Nem's front, pressing into that touch. ]

[unbr8kable]

[pulls the sweater up a little, but ultimately just slips her hands within instead, running her hands over Req's back and closing the non-existent distance between them]

It'd be just like this, 'cept the one giving you the hug'd be the water. Super cozy~

[stakesthesame]

Gross. I'd rather have you.

[ Makes a pleased noise at the warm touch, her skin definitely pretty chilled by now.

But after a moment she pulls back, to lean down and kiss her cheek. ]

Food first, sexy bath time later.

[unbr8kable]

Hey, I was doing my part.

[She gestures to the half-unpacked meal components on the table]

You'll just have to stop being so distracting.

[stakesthesame]

Absolutely not. Besides, you're the one slackin' on sweater removal.

[unbr8kable]

You're the one who wanted to eat first. I just wanted you to stay nice and comfortable until then.

[stakesthesame]

There's no way you're not hungry.

[ okokokokok, hunches slightly and pulls back to pull that sweater off, there we go. ]

I'm gettin' kinda hungry so you GOTTA be by now.

[unbr8kable]

[shrugs]

Wasn't really thinking about it. Like I said...distracting.

[but she kneels down at the table, finishing up sorting all the food.]

[stakesthesame]

[ dumps her sweater on the floor somewhere and floats in to sit next to Nem, helping arrange the food and also grab the first red warm thing she sees. ]

Yeesssss.

[unbr8kable]

[pops open the curry bowl and starts scooping on pickles]

--You're not allergic to garlic breath, are you?

[stakesthesame]

Haven't tested it yet! We'll find out I guess.

[ drinking up some red from the sauce of some kind of soup ]

[unbr8kable]

Well, lemme know if you feel faint and it's not from my general badassiness. Maybe you can break the vampire's curse, and finally love garlic butter.

[stakesthesame]

What, has that been my curse this whole time? I'm shook.

[unbr8kable]

You gave up garlic knots in favor of super strength and flight... It's honestly not something every man could do.

[stakesthesame]

I mean, that IS why women are superior, generally.

How's your curry?

[unbr8kable]

[snickers]

It's fine. I'm not expecting anything life-changing from the convenience store, but it does the job. How's your...that soup?

[stakesthesame]

Some kinda stew, I guess? It's pretty good.

[ a pause ]

I mean, it's red and warm so I can't complain overly much.

[unbr8kable]

If you like it, then you like it. I don't see any need to be picky.

[stakesthesame]

Pretty red, so I'm happy with it.

[ not that happy. but happy enough, anyway.

she leans slightly against Nem's side. ]