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[braidedreaper]

WHO: Duo Maxwell & Heero Yuy
WHERE: Heero's apartment
WHEN: Evening of 4/13 (hi, backdating)
SUMMARY: Duo talks Heero into having a pizza night.
FORMAT: Paragraph.

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[braidedreaper]

"If you let it go bad, sure, but the whole point of pizza is eating it." Duo sets the boxes down and pulls the meatlover pizza to the top, snagging a piece for himself. He held it with just the tips of his fingers - walk to get it or not, it was still really hot. "You did remember to wait on dinner, right?"

[polishedsteel]

"Yes, I did," Heero said, sounding at least slightly agitated. Why would he forget something as simple as that?

He emerged from the kitchen with two plates and two sodas, placing them on the table beside the pizza boxes before moving a slice to a plate for himself.

"It's that, or water," he told Duo, nodding to the soda can. "I have nothing else."

[braidedreaper]

"Soda and pizza is the way it's supposed to be," Duo declared before taking a bite of his slice. It was mostly cool enough to eat. After quickly chewing and swallowing, he leaned back in his chair. "So what've you been up to?"

[polishedsteel]

"Nothing worth mentioning," Heero admitted, sinking into his own chair. "Listening on the communicator for anything that might mean direct trouble, but otherwise..." He shrugged a shoulder. Truth was, even though he'd been here a while now, he still couldn't find anything more permanent to do. He knew it would be difficult to adjust to civilian life back home, but ending up here just made adjusting that much different. Not to mention infinitely more ridiculous.

He didn't even finish his sentence, just sat there in silence, staring at his pizza slice.

[braidedreaper]

Duo waited a few seconds to make sure Heero wasn't going to suddenly decide to add anything (and to take another bite of pizza). "Sounds like buckets of fun. You do know the communicators work both ways, right?"