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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ continues her trek towards one of the less crowded areas of the school, holding two bags full of (homemade) food close to her chest. when she spots her company for the afternoon she shifts the excess weight to free her hands; comes up behind anthony, reaching up to put her palms over his eyes as she happily exclaims: ]

Guess who~!

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Don't feel bad, honey. Rich people just aren't meant for cooking, s'all.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

But... I made our food today and everything...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ stares down at the bag. back at her. doesn't hand the bag back -- yet. ]

How complicated was it?

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[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ beams, looking rather happy in the face of his question. ]

I made pasta and soup and sandwiches!

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ leans over to look into the bag anthony is holding. ]

There's also some fruit salad I made and two bottles of iced tea. [ pauses to look up at him. leans into his shoulder. ] Don't you have the best girlfriend ever~?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ leans his head on hers even as he sighs & reaches out to take her bag as well. ]

I do. But let's just have my leftovers anyway with the iced tea. And maybe sandwiches.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ lets him take it as she shifts her head a bit to both accommodate him and sneak a peek. ]

And pizza?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

If you're hungry.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ wiggles a little closer. ]

Pizza and Gundam, then?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ clutches the bags a little tighter as he nods. ]

I put some episodes on my iPod.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ beams up at him. ]

Really? What episodes?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Wing, Seed, and first of Seed Destiny.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Hmm... tough choices. Which one should we watch today?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

You can't watch just one.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Oh, darling, we can't marathon all of them at lunch time...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . Is it a Thursday?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ blinks, looking elsewhere in thought. ]

I think so... why?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

Then I have the rest of the afternoon off.

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

Oh. [ pouts a little. ] I have one more class to go to in about an hour and a half...

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

. . . [ looks a bit pained. ]

Then we can. . . wait. . .

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

It's okay! I can catch up later. For now... [ jiggles one of the bags in anthony's hands. ] We dine.

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[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

No. Must endure like a Spartan.

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ goes silent for a moment, thoughts suddenly triggered by the word 'spartan'. ]

. . . Can I pick the place?

[prettymajor.livejournal.com]

[ tilts her head at him curiously. ]

Did you have some place in mind?

[cutemajor.livejournal.com]

[ nods & does some shifting around & maneuvering to be able to fish the business card out of his pocket to hand it over. ]

A cafe.