Who: Romana (
the2nd_Romana) & Eike (
eikekusch).
When: A little while after
Her journal and their convo.
Where: D-119.
Rating: PG? (They might use a bad word or two, who knows...)
Summary: Eike brings up dinner for her as usual, and they get to plotting....
Warnings: Does not contain any liquor. But here's betting they wish it did!
It was routine for him by now... bringing dinner up to D-floor, for one of the few people he felt like he could talk to, about... anything and everything, really. What wasn't routine was, they actually had a conversation topic already in mind.
Tray balanced on his arm, holding it securely, he knocked on her door. "Room service," he called, his usual greeting when bringing her meals. "Deep-fried marshmallow pizza with extra olives and a side of spinach-and-mustard pudding!"
There was none of that on the tray at all, of course. He just couldn't resist trying to make her smile somehow, especially with the stress in the asylum in the past few weeks. She deserved that much, at least.