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 Posted: Mon Aug 10, 2009 11:53 am
The kitchen was recently scrubbed and reorganized, and even though it's the neatest place in the house, it still is a little sloppy looking. The sink is full of pots and dishes that are clean and yet to be put away. The fridge is rather stuffed, and most of the things inside are dangerously past their expiration point. A stainless steel trash can is beside the fridge, top propped up slightly from the amount of trash inside it. A small island has a cutting board and a blender on it. The toaster squats on the counter beside the fridge, still waiting for someone to relieve it of the toast from three days ago. This is the first room you enter in Ichirou's abode.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 3:39 pm
Ichirou opened the door to his home and entered, Shirai close behind. "Welcome to my huble abode!" He said cheerfully, gesturing at the rather sloppy room before them. The work room door was open, and a few papers were spilling out into the kitchen. Ignoring this, the librarian flung his scarf and coat aside, letting them floop onto the floor. Pulling his sunglasses up to perch on his head, he opened the fridge and looked inside. "Hmm..."
What was there to eat? He pulled out a ball of fuzzy mold that might have been a peach at one point and sniffed it cautiously. Yecch. No, definetly not good anymore. He dropped it in the trash can next to the fridge and shoved a few things around, trying to find something worthy of being a meal.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 3:54 pm
 Shirai Hikairi
Shirai could live with the fact that Ichirou's house was a mess, since his wasn't the home you would see in a magazine either., but his fridge was a completely different story. Even he, who could cook at all, at least kept clean, edible food in his kitchen. "That is disgusting." he said, sticking out his tongue.
Reaching out, he grabbed the taller man's arm and began pulling him to the door. "Come on, we're going out instead." the red head said forcefully.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 3:56 pm
Rather pleased that he was basically being invited on a date with this fellow, Ichirou only protested to say, "My coat!" Grabbing up the long jacket and his scarf, he replaced his sunglasses with a rakish grin. "Let's hit the road, Shi-chan." Time to get a real meal, with a hot date to boot. Oh boy.
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 4:12 pm
Shirai Hikairi
Shirai stopped for a small moment to let Ichirou retrieve his coat. Blushing lightly at the smile, he went back to pulling him along. "W-Well, we're gonna stop at my house first. I gotta change." he said, as he pulled the librarian out of his house and to his own..
(( to Shii-chan's workroom!))
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