Closed Log; Jim and Edward

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Who: Jim Profit and Edward Nygma
What: A nice relaxing mea--NO! NO! NO! GET OUT OF MY SECRET ROOM!
Where: Jim's Cabin. And secret room.
When: Wednesday!
Warnings: UNHAPPINESS. I'll update as needed.

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Moments later, Jim was pulling open the door, face flushed pink from the heat in the kitchen. He stepped back to let Edward through into his room,

"Hey! Welcome! I let the cooking get away from me a little, so it's not quite ready yet... I hope you don't mind a brief period of anticipation?"

He waited for Edward to pass him, glancing back to the kitchen briefly, "I've got a bottle of Bordeaux that might help keep you occupied in the mean time, of course?"

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"Of course, make yourself at home." Not that Edward needed his encouragement, of course, but Jim suspected that the other man enjoyed his small displays of wholesomeness, unnecessary pleasantries and all. Something hissed in the kitchen, and for a moment, his attention was torn, "Ah, if there's anything you need, I'll just be... uh..."

The pot was boiling over. Jim shot Eddie a quick, friendly grin, before darting away into the kitchen to adjust the temperature under the pan.