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[ofblueroses]

[Naomi was never one to mess up in regards to her cooking. But today was an exception. Everything she made went horrible bad, from burnt to undercooked to overcooked to anything you could imagine. She placed yet another disaster in the trash and tried to attempt to salvage the cake she was currently making. Why was the frosting being so difficult?]

How did this happen?

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[neurotic_insect]

[And he found a can of beans. Perfect.]

Here is to hoping that Nexus isn't playing foul. [The top of the can slowly peeled open around the edges without Dimitri even touching it, lifting up to expose the legumes.] Any pots left?

[ofblueroses]

[The woman nodded lightly, finding one below and near she was and handing it to him automatically.]

[Maybe sprinkles would work. Hunter began to pour some onto the cake.]

[She wondered what to talk to him about; what do friends talk about really? Naomi kept silent for the moment.]

[neurotic_insect]

[He took it with nothing more than a nod of the head, dumping the sloppy contents of the can into it, washing be damned. All that remained was to turn on the heat and wait.]

There's no end to the effect rooms, it seems. Everything is so...arbitrary.

[Disco thongs, anti-gravity and miscellaneous games and otherwise mind-bending defiance of the laws of physics boggled his mind on occasion.]

[ofblueroses]

Yes. I agree. But it keeps life entertaining at least.

[Somehow the cake absorbed all the sprinkles she had just put on it. The woman sighed again and began to simply cut it into slices.]

[Do friends ask friends to spend time with them? How do you ask this exactly? Naomi felt she just wanted someone to spend casual time with, as foreign of a concept that was to her. Having true friends wasn't something she usually had.]

Dimitri? [Maybe he would just sense her line of thinking anyway.]

[neurotic_insect]

If you don't mind losing your clothes or ending up with animal body parts every so often.

[Disco. Thong. Never again.]

[Giving the beans a stir, he quietly sought out the doctor's thoughts- Only to feel his ears turn a little red around what was left of his lobes. It wasn't that he wouldn't mind spending more time with Naomi, far from it, but it had...implications. Suggestions about how he regarded her that he wasn't quite up to grappling with.]

I wouldn't mind. [He wanted to be very clear that he had heard everything.] Not all that much. [Like Naomi, the concept of having a friend at all was fairly new to him. A sentence creeped up to the tip of his tongue, nearly spilling over into an invitation. Just a week ago, he had found a room that opened into a full-sized aquarium. That was straying far too quickly into dating territory for him.]

[ofblueroses]

[The woman chuckled.] Only every so often.

[She blinked over at him, a bit surprised by his answer. Well, now that he has said yes, now what? Naomi then noticed the cake was unsliceable. The doctor simply dropped it into a nearby trash can and batted the extra crumbs off her hands afterwards.]

We could just go for a walk, if you like. [Hunter hadn't explored the Nexus at all lately. Who knew if the rooms she liked were still around?]

[neurotic_insect]

Too much for my comfort. [He turned from the stove, heading for the fridge. There was the usual array of produce and dairy and he took out a small bottle of water.]

[Walking back to the stove, he looked at the pot- And let out an aggrivated growl. Not even a minute of looking away and somehow a simple pot of beans turned into a half-burnt and boiling mess.]

What in the hell? [Turning off the stove, he glared at the pot as if it would restore the beans to their rightful condition.] Your cooking is fine. The room, though, is possessed.

[Dumping the beans into the garbage and placing the pot in the sink, he sighed.] A walk is fine with me, if you don't mind that I bring my dog along.

[ofblueroses]

Ah. I thought so. [She mentally frowned, thinking how this was her favorite kitchen, too.]

Your dog? [She tilted her head, slightly, interested.] What kind is he?

[neurotic_insect]

It might just be a temporary thing. [He took the water and sat at the table nearby, having a long sip.]

Nadezhda. [That's right... The doctor hadn't met either of his pets.] A husky.

[ofblueroses]

I hope so. This is the closest kitchen to my office. [Both were on the 11th floor.]

[Was that a male or female name?] Sounds like a great pet to have. I've been thinking of getting one myself but nothing has quite told me 'take care of me' yet.

[There was that one room with kittens but... Naomi wasn't sure.]

[neurotic_insect]

[He nodded, understanding the basic need for convenience.]

A fish? [He thought back to days feeding bread to greedy swarms of them at parks.] Carps can be trained to eat from your hand.

Female, by the way. A very energetic girl.

[ofblueroses]

I don't think that's my type. [Having something as a pet that she regularly ate gave her mixed feelings.] I was actually thinking of a kitten.

Is she still a puppy or is she full grown?

[neurotic_insect]

What about something more exotic, like a chinchilla? [Oh, but he remembered that day months ago.]

Almost fully grown. She'll probably like you straight away.

[ofblueroses]

[A chuckle escaped between her lips.] I would know that species a lot better than most. If I can find a chinchilla room, I think I will take one home.

Perhaps she will. [Naomi finished washing her hands and putting away the apron she had on. She began to clean up her baking mess.] Almost ready to go, Dimitri?

[neurotic_insect]

Or we could turn the walk into a humt for the pet shop. [It would give the walk some purpose, and if anyone saw them, they could deny being together for anything more than temporary mutual interest.]

Always ready. [He stood and stret hed his arms.] I presume we'll stop by my apartment first?

[ofblueroses]

[With a nod, Naomi answered.] Yes. That sounds like a plan. The Nexus will hopefully reward us in our search.

[Another nod.] To pick up your... Nadezhda.

[She made her way toward the door, trusting him enough to turn her back on him.]

I gotta stop tagging back on the phone. orz Typo city.

[neurotic_insect]

[As if he'd actually stab or otherwise maim an unarmed woman in the back. The psychic overtook the doctor a little as he headed for the elevator, hands firmly secured in his pockets.]

You have been well, though? [There was a hum of machinery as the elevator came closer.]

[ofblueroses]

[Naomi followed without complaint.]

Yes. [A nod.] The hospital hasn't been busy like usual. I'm glad. We need less violence in this place.

And you? Doing well?

[neurotic_insect]

I've been sleeping as well as I usually do, so yes.

[And with a ding, it opened. Dimitri stepped inside, pressing the door open button for Naomi.]