Friday Night, at Westminster Estates - Susan/House [NSFW]
Friday night after work in what has been a very, very, very long week, and Susan's making the place ready for her guest. She doesn't cook - technically she can, but she doesn't enjoy it, and she sees no reason to in a world where people will bring beautifully cooked food right to your door. Half of the cuisine options available to her are utterly foreign, but she's found a local place that does a pot roast so tender it falls apart at the barest touch of a fork, honey glazed carrots, peas and roast pumpkin.
The food is taken out of its containers and arranged on plates - no call to tell him she didn't make it herself, the wine chilled.
Truthfully, she'd be quite happy if they skipped past dinner altogether and went straight to the experimental portion of the evening - but appearances must be maintained.
The food is taken out of its containers and arranged on plates - no call to tell him she didn't make it herself, the wine chilled.
Truthfully, she'd be quite happy if they skipped past dinner altogether and went straight to the experimental portion of the evening - but appearances must be maintained.