[ heine goes about his business in the laundry room, putting in some quarters to the drying machine after tossing his and coco's wet clothes into it. it'll run for about half an hour, which means he can't just hang around in the basement. not without anything to do there, anyway.
back in his apartment, his impromptu houseguest seems to have familiarized himself with the kitchen, at least. ]
Uh. No, that's fine. [ he didn't even know that he had enough stuff to make pasta like this. it does look good—smells good, too—and heine realizes abruptly that he wouldn't mind eating.
there's only one plate, though. ]
Did you only make that much? You should eat some too.
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back in his apartment, his impromptu houseguest seems to have familiarized himself with the kitchen, at least. ]
Uh. No, that's fine. [ he didn't even know that he had enough stuff to make pasta like this. it does look good—smells good, too—and heine realizes abruptly that he wouldn't mind eating.
there's only one plate, though. ]
Did you only make that much? You should eat some too.