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When he wakes up the next morning, he doesn't remember at first all that's happened last night.
It's Sunday. There's nothing to actually get up and do, and he's tempted to just stay--
He's on the couch. Why is he on the couch?
Then he remembers, and he practically jumps off the couch. He shouldn't go upstairs, that would probably make her uncomfortable. So he just gets up, brushes his teeth, and stays in his pajamas, unable to go into the bedroom to get proper clothes to wear, before returning downstairs so he might make breakfast
Cooking is so much easier when you can make your own heat, speeding up the process... not to mention the whole telekinesis thing.
Within fifteen minutes, minus the time it takes for the dough to rise, he's baked a bread.
He hopes she can smell it all the way from upstairs.
It's Sunday. There's nothing to actually get up and do, and he's tempted to just stay--
He's on the couch. Why is he on the couch?
Then he remembers, and he practically jumps off the couch. He shouldn't go upstairs, that would probably make her uncomfortable. So he just gets up, brushes his teeth, and stays in his pajamas, unable to go into the bedroom to get proper clothes to wear, before returning downstairs so he might make breakfast
Cooking is so much easier when you can make your own heat, speeding up the process... not to mention the whole telekinesis thing.
Within fifteen minutes, minus the time it takes for the dough to rise, he's baked a bread.
He hopes she can smell it all the way from upstairs.