[OOM: The roof. A tent that dreams of being a studio apartment.]

[mnt_raph]

*Raph stands in the bathroom, arms braced on the sink. He looks up into the mirror and examines the damage done by April the night before, which has nothing to do with the fat lip he's now sporting. Or maybe it has everything to do with it. Who knows?

Either way, he didn't make it down to run this morning, opting to stay on his couch until he'd heard April leave for breakfast.

Now he stands in his bathroom trying to get the rogue thoughts in his head to jump back into line. His head hurts, his lip hurts, and his heart is in agony.

Just another day in the life.
His shoulders slump, and his head drops forward.
There's no where else for him to go.*

Comments

[leplusbeau]

*Long before any Andrew sightings, there is a Fleur leaning against the bathroom door frame.*

Ah, so there you are.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph jumps. He wasn't expecting a Veela in his bathroom. He hasn't yet realized he's only wearing boxers. That ought to be fun, huh?*

Gah! Fleur!

*His bottom lip is rather swollen. Someone hit him pretty hard.*

[leplusbeau]

Hmmmm.

Come eat. I brought breakfast.

*She snaps the elastic on his boxers and sways back into the kitchen.*

[mnt_raph]

*Oh yeah, now he knows. Full body blush in full effect. Quickly he wraps a towel around his waist, and exits the bathroom.*

You brought me food?

[leplusbeau]

So surprised. *She giggles* And so body shy. Really. *She makes tutting noises even as she slides a carryout container to him across the table.*

What you like. Because I am a nice not girlfriend. Have fun with that tree?

[mnt_raph]

Tree? Oh. Right. Tree. Yeah, well, it picked a fight with the wrong guy.

*Raph raises an eyebrow as he carefully opens the take out container.

Eggs, toast, bacon, and pancakes. Raph doesn't question how all of that fit into one container. He knows better by this point.

On the breakfast bar there are two bloody handprints....about Raph's size.*

Here, lemme get like, plates or somethin'.

[leplusbeau]

*She steals a bit of bacon.*

Thiz iz part where I pretend to believe that and make insane commentz of distraction, oui?

*She smiles at him.*

[mnt_raph]

Yeah, that sounds 'bout right.

*Raph comes back with plates, silverware, and a couple of cups.*

[leplusbeau]

Oh, good. The world keepz on spinning in itz proper place.

I met a thing that layed it'z own eggs and feed them to people. Nevah eat green eggz and ham.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph blinks*

Okay....that's just wrong. Who'd want to eat green eggs?

[leplusbeau]

An alien? I thought it waz some American thing. You like to colour your food, non?

*She steals another bit of bacon.*

[mnt_raph]

*He raises an eyebrow at her.*

Uh, not any America I know of. This ain't from him, is it? I mean, I just want to be sure. I know it's not green or nothin'.

[leplusbeau]

Oh, non! He um blew up!

[mnt_raph]

He ... blew up?

[leplusbeau]

Uh huh.

*Mmmmm, bacon. Oink oink.*

[mnt_raph]

*If he wasn't suspicious before, he is now.*

Just like...spontaneous-like?

[leplusbeau]

Oui?

Can I have a pancake?

[mnt_raph]

Sure, help yourself.

...

Fleur? Why'd you blow the guy up?

[leplusbeau]

Why do you have a fat lip?

*Mmmm, bacon and pancake.*

[mnt_raph]

Uh...tree. Was fightin' the tree again.

*Mmm. Bacon.*

[leplusbeau]

Exactly. That was fun!

Want me to fix anything? Ca va?

[mnt_raph]

Nah, swelling will go down eventually. Kinda deserved this one anyway.

[leplusbeau]

*She lightly touches his hand.*

I worry about you when you say thingz like that, cheri.

[mnt_raph]

An' here I thought people were supposed to worry when someone didn't take the blame for somethin'.

*It should say something that he doesn't flinch back at her touch.*

[leplusbeau]

*She begins to play with his knuckles.*

Iz one thing to take blame. Iz another to wallow in pain. Unless you like that sort of thing and I forgot. I don't think I forgot. Did I forget?