[The couch had somehow managed to be lumpier than the one at the dome, though it could also have been the fact that Naoto had been restless, ready to leave at a moment's notice.
In the end she had given up and gotten up earlier than normal, cringing at her new outlandish hair before taking a quick shower. She pulled on one of the dresses she'd been given at her old shatterdome, tugging absently at the sleeves as she headed into the kitchen, scrounging around for something to eat. Now that she thought about it, she'd never really had to cook before...
Luckily it seemed like Rammsteiner's friend was in the same boat, and had plenty of microwave friendly dinners that didn't seem too hard to prepare.
At the sound of movement, she turned slightly, dipping her head in greeting.]
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In the end she had given up and gotten up earlier than normal, cringing at her new outlandish hair before taking a quick shower. She pulled on one of the dresses she'd been given at her old shatterdome, tugging absently at the sleeves as she headed into the kitchen, scrounging around for something to eat. Now that she thought about it, she'd never really had to cook before...
Luckily it seemed like Rammsteiner's friend was in the same boat, and had plenty of microwave friendly dinners that didn't seem too hard to prepare.
At the sound of movement, she turned slightly, dipping her head in greeting.]
Morning.
[She waved one of the dinner boxes.]
Hungry?