Settling Your Ass Down

[tastes_of_honey]

I settled on a flat. It's not big, but I'm living on my own and don't need much. Hell, I'm used to mostly living in a bedroom and just occasionally visiting a living room or a kitchen. It's gonna be weird living alone long-term. Never did it before. I never had my mental safety so threatened by living with Brad or Schwarz before that I had to

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[killwithmymind]

"Find any especially good porn?"

[tastes_of_honey]

Sure, baby, and thanks to you and your counterpart I can avoid spyware and that Cascading Windows shit. You're welcome to take a look and have a copy of anything you like.

[killwithmymind]

"Awesome. And I'm glad there's a Schuldig who can avoid that stuff. I think mine gets it on the computer on purpose."

"Anything your apartment needs?" Nagi is vaguely pondering an espresso machine or something kitchen-ish.

[tastes_of_honey]

This is my laptop. I don't want anything slowing it down. ::There would be laptop petting right now if he'd brought it with him.::

I am the very last person who should be drinking espresso. A microwave would be marvy.

[killwithmymind]

"Now you understand."

Nagi smirks. "I wouldn't be living with you, but yeah, microwaves are useful."

[tastes_of_honey]

I have to live with myself, and it's useful to have a moment's pause between words and thoughts due to a lack of manicness. The last time I had espresso I totally repainted someone's apartment, redecorated it (which included shopping for and buying some new stuff), and reorganized his CD and DVD collection.

[killwithmymind]

Nagi blinks. "When was that?" Nagi doesn't think anything like that happened in his world yet, but....

[tastes_of_honey]

Two years ago. Since my taste was also overcaffeinated at the time, it ended up looking like a whorehouse on acid. Between laughing fits, Brad managed to choke out something about how he was amazed anyone could look at the place without their eyes bleeding from the brightness of the colors. He's added "interior design" to the list of torture techniques I'm good at.

[killwithmymind]

"You did a good job on Farf's play room."

"Are you all moved in and stuff?"

[tastes_of_honey]

Mostly. I still have some stuff packed up in boxes. I get bored of just unpacking and unpacking and unpacking.

[killwithmymind]

"That's 'cause you have too many clothes." Nagi grins.

"Have you had sex there yet?"

[tastes_of_honey]

No such thing as "too many clothes."

Nah, the place still looks like a mess of boxes. Presentation is important to me.

[killwithmymind]

"I dunno. If that's all you have left to unpack..."

"You're sexy enough that people wouldn't even notice the mess." And also, Nagi doesn't mind boxes. Boxes mean shelter to his subconscious.

[tastes_of_honey]

Clothes, some linen stuff, some toiletries.... Haven't had much of an opportunity to really get a ton of stuff yet.

I would hope people would be too enthralled by my personal magnetism to notice the mess.

[killwithmymind]

"So, do you want help unpacking or do you want to see if I'm too enthralled to see the mess?" Nagi wants to see his Shuru-chan's new place!

[tastes_of_honey]

I wouldn't ask you to unpack. I'm not that cruel to people I like.

::But here's a Portal to his apartment.::