(closed/complete) let's fall asleep together~
Who: Omoto Ayano playthe_gamex, Kamenashi Kazuya sixteenseconds
Where: Kame's apartment/penthouse complex thing~
When: It's a surprise. AKA very late at night
Why: Nocchi pops over to Kame's apartment with cake and movies.
Rating: G, probably~
"One last swirl and a cherry on top andddd...done!"
Ayano took a step back and admired the artwork that she had just finished creating in the form of cake. On one side it was titled a little precariously while the other had crumbly bits from the cake dotted around it from when Ayano was icing the cake. The cherry that she had just placed on a dollop of whip cream on the top of the cake fell off and she frowned, sighing in defeat as she plucked it from the cake and ate it. "Ah, well, it'll have to do." Despite its flaws, Ayano was satisfied with the result and knew that Kazuya wouldn't mind how it looked; as long as it was good, right?
Spotting her reflection in a mirror, she gasped in horror at the state of her hair and face, which were caked (no pun intended) by flour and bits of egg shell. Ayano quickly put the cake in the refrigerator and went to take a shower. 30 minutes later and dressed in a simple tee shirt and jeans, with the cake in one hand and the other reaching up to grab the hidden key, Ayano finally found it and grinned. The door opened with a Click! when she put the key in the lock and she picked up the plastic bag filled with junk food and DVDs next to her and walked in. "Excuse me..."
The digital clock to her left flashed, '12:48 A.M.' "...oops. I hope he's awake."
Where: Kame's apartment/penthouse complex thing~
When: It's a surprise. AKA very late at night
Why: Nocchi pops over to Kame's apartment with cake and movies.
Rating: G, probably~
"One last swirl and a cherry on top andddd...done!"
Ayano took a step back and admired the artwork that she had just finished creating in the form of cake. On one side it was titled a little precariously while the other had crumbly bits from the cake dotted around it from when Ayano was icing the cake. The cherry that she had just placed on a dollop of whip cream on the top of the cake fell off and she frowned, sighing in defeat as she plucked it from the cake and ate it. "Ah, well, it'll have to do." Despite its flaws, Ayano was satisfied with the result and knew that Kazuya wouldn't mind how it looked; as long as it was good, right?
Spotting her reflection in a mirror, she gasped in horror at the state of her hair and face, which were caked (no pun intended) by flour and bits of egg shell. Ayano quickly put the cake in the refrigerator and went to take a shower. 30 minutes later and dressed in a simple tee shirt and jeans, with the cake in one hand and the other reaching up to grab the hidden key, Ayano finally found it and grinned. The door opened with a Click! when she put the key in the lock and she picked up the plastic bag filled with junk food and DVDs next to her and walked in. "Excuse me..."
The digital clock to her left flashed, '12:48 A.M.' "...oops. I hope he's awake."