Apartment Above Wellspring Arms, Monday Night

[mouthy_merc]

After spending some nice, quality time alone in the woods, Deadpool had decided it was time to come on back to Nate's place. And, you know, check in on stuff.

And things.

Which seemed to mean sneaking in like a ninja. As ya do.

[[For that guy. Apartment modded because I can. I CAN]]

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[spring_lost]

Nate was...

Well, it would be a lie to say he was in bed. What he was doing was washing the dishes, Jan asleep in the other room. Brush off dish, insert in drying rack...

[mouthy_merc]

"Nate," Wade greeted him nonchalantly, wandering past to the fridge.

[spring_lost]

Another plate hit the drying rack.

"Wade," Nate greeted in turn, and turned around. Back against the counter. "Glad to see you made it back."

[mouthy_merc]

"I was communing with nature," Wade replied, pulling out a container of OJ to drink without a glass. Because he was classy.

[spring_lost]

"How did that go?"

Nate watched him from his perch.

[mouthy_merc]

"I don't think the deer like me."

[spring_lost]

Nate had... no idea where this line of conversation was leading, but he wasn't worried about that. "Wonder why..."

[mouthy_merc]

"Snooty bastards that they are." And there went the OJ. "So. How was Jan?"

[spring_lost]

"She's doing fine," he said. "A little fussy about dinner without you tonight."

[mouthy_merc]

"Did you give her peas?" Look, the kid hated peas.

[spring_lost]

"They're nutritious."

[mouthy_merc]

"She doesn't like them."

[spring_lost]

"But they're good for her," Nate said, and pushed away from the counter.

[mouthy_merc]

"So?" Wade, don't be so sulky.

[spring_lost]

"So she should eat them."

He tilted his head at Wade.

"Was there something you wanted to talk about...?"

You know. Just guessing.

[mouthy_merc]

"...not really, no." Pff. Repression was the new dead parents.