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[untilitstops]

Characters: untilitstops and bl00d_elf
Location: Spitfire's apartment.
Rating: Most likely PG, with the constant possibility of escalation, given Sano. :D To be updated as needed.
Time: Backdated to morning of Oct 30.
Description: Sano is two things: a quick learner, and an opportunist. He's learned that Prince has a habit of bringing pastries to his apartment, and

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[bl00d_elf]

[He was coming back for an hour-long break at the Bakery. He'd brought along some extra ingredients to make enough pastries for Sano, Kazu, Spitfire-gege and himself. Now that he was bringing the large bag with small boxes filled with them, he was thinking of how glad they would be... no, Kazu wouldn't, he never was. EVER.

He sighed, as he opened the door, and went directly to the kitchen to put the bag on the counter, when he nearly dropped it.]

S-Sano!?

[How the hell did this man get in here? Not that he could really say anything, since Spitfire-gege thought well of them, but this was a first - breaking in while neither he or Gege were around.]

W-what are you doing here?

[untilitstops]

Oh? What a coincidence, seeing you here.

[Sano seems, for his part, perfectly delighted at this happy accident. As though he's by any means surprised to find Prince in his own apartment at this hour--which, really, only further invites the question of what exactly he was there for. He perked in bland curiosity at the bag Prince was carrying, polite curiosity all over his face and a surreptitious hunter's gleam in his eyes.]

Shopping, were you?

[bl00d_elf]

I live here! There's no coincidence in that! You, on the other hand...

[Really, how could he think that this was reasonable at all? Breaking and entering like that. Okay, so maybe he didn't break anything, but he did enter without ]

No, I just came by for my break. I just packed some of the pastries that I made fresh from the oven into these--

[He put the bag on the counter, and took out one of the boxes that had "Death By Pastry" emblazoned on it, and showed it to Sano]

And I came home to put them in the fridge so I could drop them by your place later, and make myself some coffee so I could enjoy some of my work at my leisure.

[untilitstops]

Really?

[At the confirmation of pastry presence, he pushed away from his seat and drifted over towards the counter, benign curiosity stamped all over his face. Of course, this was unfolding more or less perfectly according to plan, but to say so would entirely spoil the game. He inspected the box, half reaching towards it before he stops innocently.]

I could save you the trouble, I'm sure. Since I'm already here.