Apartment Above Lukes, Sunday Evening

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Kathy hadn't cooked much since the housewarming party where she'd discovered just how really not okay she was with meat. Heating up leftovers and microwaving pre-made meals didn't really count and yet, here she was trying to make a meal that wasn't too spicy (Anders), or too vegetable-y (Dante), but that she would be okay with eating, too.

In the end, she ended up making a bunch of dough, prepping a bunch of veggies (and fetching some meat from downstairs, though she made the staff prep that), and getting some jars of pasta sauce. First, she made some dim sum to eat as hearty appetizers while they all pitched in for the main course:

Personalized pizzas with a variety of handwavy toppings. Everyone could make what they wanted and nobody was stuck eating anything they didn't. One day, Kathy would like to make a real Korean dinner, complete with banchan and everything, but baby steps. She figured tonight would be better if she just kept everything as simple as possible.

Okay, the dessert of a strawberry-covered chocolate mousse cake hadn't been simple, exactly, but she knew her audience. She figured they'd appreciate that kind of complicated.

Now just to wait for them arrive. Hmm, what paired well with pizza? And also soothing jangling nerves?

Ah right. Dark and stormies. Kathy went to fetch the ginger beer and limes while she waited for the guys to arrive.

[For they what know and up early for SP!]

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[not_every_mage]

Anders frowned and started counting on his fingers. "If you mean that time in Baltimore, I count five," he said helpfully. "But I was kind of drunk."

To Kathy, he said, "I'm glad you got a king bed. It'll make sleepovers much less awkward."

[spin_kick_snap]

"Yeah, pretty sure that's an orgy," Kathy said wryly, putting the toppings away and scrawling a quick note for Raven on the magnet-mounted whiteboard on the fridge door. "And yeah, that's what I was thinking. That it might be nice if everyone got a bit of space to themselves, but still together."

[rebelseekspizza]

"Pass out without getting plastered against each other," Dante mused. He tilted his head towards Anders. "Maybe we should push the beds together permanently."

[not_every_mage]

"I've been thinking that," Anders admitted. "I just didn't want to ask when I know you can don't particularly like cuddling. But one big bed would make some things easier."

[spin_kick_snap]

Kathy stayed quiet; this wasn't her discussion to have. But she was thinking of all the ideas of the future she'd had, back Before, and how they'd always involved a separate spot for Dante under the assumption that he'd never want something else.

God, she'd gotten so much wrong for so long. No wonder she felt she didn't know which way was up when it came to dealing with the guys. She really didn't.

[rebelseekspizza]

Dante wasn't a big fan of assumptions, no matter the kind. He probably wasn't shattering them on purpose-- except maybe on some subconscious level.

He shrugged. "Been crashing over in your bed for a while now, no complaints," he said. "Bigger'll be easier."

[not_every_mage]

"And it'd give us room for this lady, if we're allowed to let an older woman spend the night," Anders added with a retire to Kathy. "I like it. It'll be nice to be able to roll over without accidentally punching you in the ribs."

[spin_kick_snap]

"Hey now," Kathy said, turning to give Anders a pretend pout. "No age jokes here. I'm practically your age now. And he--" she nodded at Dante "--makes us both cradle robbers."

[rebelseekspizza]

"I keep telling him that," Dante said merrily. He finally let go of Anders and rose off the floor, taking his pizza with him.