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There is a small possibility that the cozy night in that Blue and Kat have planned is going to be interrupted by a giant fireball from the sky. (Blue would even venture to say a very small possibility, but she's had enough people trying to make aliens a topic of small talk in the last couple of days that she's not sure anymore if that's a majority opinion.)
Somehow to her it seems like an even better reason to spend the night together doing exactly what they want to do.
Going out for dinner was, thus, a no go, but both of them helping prep nice ravioli and bread and a salad had ended up being a great idea: laughing over bumping into each other in the kitchen, Blue making Kat taste-test sauces and shooing Copper away from doing the same, breaking the wine out early.
"I've had this idea for a while to have a dinner date on the roof," she says as the pasta boils, leaning on the counter and looking up at Kat. They don't technically have a roof deck, but Blue knows where the roof access is for most of the apartments in Darrow at this point, and it doesn't actually require climbing. "Bring plates up and the little speakers, you know? Maybe some candles?" She grins wryly. "I still think it'd be nice, but ...given the givens, I thought I'd better ask what you think."
There is a small possibility that the cozy night in that Blue and Kat have planned is going to be interrupted by a giant fireball from the sky. (Blue would even venture to say a very small possibility, but she's had enough people trying to make aliens a topic of small talk in the last couple of days that she's not sure anymore if that's a majority opinion.)
Somehow to her it seems like an even better reason to spend the night together doing exactly what they want to do.
Going out for dinner was, thus, a no go, but both of them helping prep nice ravioli and bread and a salad had ended up being a great idea: laughing over bumping into each other in the kitchen, Blue making Kat taste-test sauces and shooing Copper away from doing the same, breaking the wine out early.
"I've had this idea for a while to have a dinner date on the roof," she says as the pasta boils, leaning on the counter and looking up at Kat. They don't technically have a roof deck, but Blue knows where the roof access is for most of the apartments in Darrow at this point, and it doesn't actually require climbing. "Bring plates up and the little speakers, you know? Maybe some candles?" She grins wryly. "I still think it'd be nice, but ...given the givens, I thought I'd better ask what you think."