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Who: Padma and Feliks
When: January 19, evening
Where: Padma's lovely abode~
What: Just two gals hanging out, eating cookies, and watching American Idol. Slumber party times are the best times.

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A knock echoed from the door -- light enough to suggest hesitance, but she supposed such would be normal since the two had only communicated via internet. Regardless, Padma pushed herself from the sofa easily, sliding onto her slipper-clad feet so she could amble over to the door with certain airiness. For once, she was lacking makeup, deciding that it was late enough to go without it and figuring that her guest was likely not to care much about her appearance anyway, and of course knowing that she was not here to impress anyone anyway.

As her hand hovered over the doorknob, she knew that if her family were to see such a thing as letting a male into her home so willingly, they would flip. She did grow up in a place where it was considered immoral to be in the home alone with a male, and it wasn't as if her own sense of moral had declined since arriving in America, but somehow she doubted that Feliks could be considered much of a problem. Besides, that was what secrets were for, and she knew that Auntie and Uncle need not know that she decided to hang out with a boy.

She finally opened the door, wasting no time, and absolutely beamed at the short but precious fellow beyond, though it took her a second to remember her manners and bow politely. "Salam~ Please make yourself at home. I made cookies for us while we study!"

Padma forgot sometimes just how childish she was as she jumped back for the living room, calling back behind her teasingly, "Oh, there are some slippers by the door to wear if you are like me and prefer not to be barefoot. Don't be shy, dear~"

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The door opened and Feliks realized the he was just standing out in the open, having been distracted by the smell of cookies, he'd forgotten to even hide behind anything! He was quick to learn that Padma wasn't anything in the least to be afraid of though, beaming at him like that, he couldn't resist a small smile in return. When she bowed to him he totally forgot what in the world he was nervous about, this girl was great!

Once the word 'cookies' was said he all but threw himself inside, not even trying to hide how excited the mere mention of cookies made him. He eyed the slippers that she mentioned and moved along the row of them, coming to a stop next to some pink ones. He happily exchanged his shoes for those.

"Shy? Me?" He replied back to her, "Never."

Even though after he said that he fiddled with his hands wondering what to do next. Though the cookies took care of that dilemma since they were practically calling his name from the kitchen. He saw that Padma wasn't watching him and so inched over towards the cookies, as if he could get yelled at any second.

Not having been yelled at he appeared beside the couch with an innocent look on his face, he'd helped himself to one cookie and then quite a few after that... He plopped down next to Padma, eyes now locked to the tv.

He was still able to hand a cookie out to her though, and asked "Cookie?" then right after, "What are you watching?"