[RL - Nena - Who's been going through my fridge?]

[not_that_lockon]

[So it's a fairly normal May evening in Belfast and low and behold, Lyle Dylandy's walking home through the actually pretty nice for once May weather, unlocking his flat rather nonchalantly and walking in, chucking his briefcase and jacket on the sofa as he does so

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[entthront]

[ She looks over her shoulder from where she's digging through the shelves of his fridge, with a totally nonchalant air ] Hey! Do you have any strawberry jam?

[not_that_lockon]

[Blinking a little still, but getting some of that carefree tone of voice back] About as much as I have an idea of why and how you're in my flat.

[entthront]

[ She settles for a banana from the fruit bowl instead, adding it to the sandwich in progress on the counter. ] You said I could come over~

[not_that_lockon]

[Leaning against the doorframe, looking a little miffed but deadpanning:] I was expecting a little warning beforehand. Or did Tieria try and kill you that quickly?