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[Color=crimson]Time:[/color] Morning
[Color=crimson]Location:[/color] Sorrel’s place
[Color=crimson]Interactions:[/color] [@Ithradine] Volfango [@Milkman] Finn
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The smell of bacon and sausage was unexpected, but not unwelcome as she steadied herself on the counter while kicking her shoes off. She had briefly spotted Volfango in the kitchen, but didn’t fully look at him until after he had spoken and her shoes were off. [color=crimson]”Why does it not surprise me that you like...your….eggs...uhh...woah.”[/color] She began, looking up and then trailing off as she took in the scene in front of her. Where did he find a chef’s hat?! She then vaguely remembered having been given one during a baking competition, but forgot she’d had it. Unthinkingly her eyes wandered down to his backside and her head tilted to the side slightly as she stared, a slight grin forming on her lips.

Finn’s voice snapped her out of it and she turned to look at him now. Bad idea. Once again did something without thinking and gave him a once over. As soon as she realized she’d done it her face turned bright red. She needed to speak instead of just staring at the two naked men in her apartment and so that’s what she attempted to do, attempted being the key word. [color=crimson]”Clothes!”[/color] She began stupidly as she pointed to the bags and then began kicking herself. [color=crimson]”Er, I mean I bought you guys clothing to wear...not that I’m saying you have to wear clothing...Wait! That came out wrong! I mean…”[/color] She facepalmed as she took in a deep breath and then let out a long sigh. [color=crimson]”Worauf habe ich mich eingelassen?”[/color] She mumbled to herself, a part of her wanting to die from embarrassment.

[color=crimson]”How about I just help you set the table Finn. Then we can just all sit down and eat the delicious smelling food that Volfango has made for us.”[/color] She finally said as she forced a small smile onto her face and moved into the kitchen. Normally the nakedness of another wouldn’t bother her, but the whole scene she’d walked into had just thrown her completely off guard and she felt like a fumbling idiot.

She opened the cabinet next to Volfango and pulled three plates out. [color=crimson]”I’ll take my eggs however you wish to prepare them, I’m not picky.”[/color] She told him, still forcing a smile before turning to hand the plates to Finn and then going to grab cups. [color=crimson]”What would everyone wish to drink? Personally I could go for a shot of whiskey or something, but perhaps it’s too early for that.”[/color] She asked with a small laugh, now trying to make light of everything.