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[frobishing]

Who: Vicky and Wayne
Where: Flat 2C, Euterpe's Corner
When: Friday 19th, around 6:30pm
What: Two new flatmates getting to know each other!

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[justwayne]

In the span of about a month, Wane had lost both of his flatmates in separate circumstances, and gained a new one - who he hadn't really spoken to since she moved in. Mostly because their schedules didn't match up. Tonight, however, the pub was in the hands of one of the two bartenders (and the bloke whose job was to blend in and stop any altercations that might lead to the loss of furniture) he'd hired, and his plan was to drop in later to check in on things. So there was the possibility he might see her before he left.

Having decided to eat before work, he'd gone out to the closest grocery store and bought a little something that would be dinner for him - though probably junk food for anyone else - and entered the lat to the smell of food, home-cooked food (something that hadn't happened around Wayne in a while).

[frobishing]

"Oh!" Vicky's eyes slid to the bag in Wayne's hand as she realised she hadn't actually told him about her plans. She'd been so busy at work that it must have completely slipped her mind. Oops.

"Um, hello," she said awkwardly. "I thought we could -- I mean, I've cooked dinner, and there's enough to share. If you want." She could feel herself beginning to blush, and hurriedly turned around under the pretence of stirring the sauce.

[justwayne]

"Hey," Wayne replied as he came to the entrance into the kitchen. What he had in the bag did appeal to him more, which was probably because of the fact that it was ninety percent junk, but he figured that since Vicky had gone through all the trouble. "That's totally fine."

It kind of reminded him, though, of Megan, and her attempts to get him to eat something that wasn't junk. Though, obviously, it hadn't worked, it was still the memory, and the half-smile that had crossed his face before Vicky turned her back faded just a bit. Shaking it off, he put his bag on the counter, thinking he'd just put it away later, if he remembered. "So... what're we having?"

[frobishing]

If Vicky had known what was in Wayne's bag, she would have been horrified. She believed wholeheartedly in eating proper food and taking care of one's body. Well, he was lucky she was his new flatmate, because she would make sure he started eating more healthily. She was, of course, unaware of Megan's unsuccessful attempts to do the same thing -- but it probably wouldn't have discouraged her even if she had known.

"Roast lamb and vegetables," she said promptly. "Potatoes, carrots and parsnips. And I'm just finishing the gravy. Would you like to lay the table?" She glanced sideways at the bag Wayne had just put on the counter, wondering whether she should be nosy later and see what he had bought. Just out of interest! To see what he liked to eat!