Log | Kaelin & Chloe

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He'd stopped to buy takeout on the way home. His shift had run a little late, and there way no way in hell he was cooking tonight. He figured Chloe wouldn't be up for the task solo, either, and he wouldn't demand that of her, anyway. She'd only pout and whine about it, after all. He grinned.

He'd settled on Thai food after about two seconds of deliberation (there was a Thai restaurant conveniently close to his work) and he placed the takeout bag down on the coffee table before moving to lock the door up behind him. Instantly there was a kitten running around his feet, mewing up at him and getting in the way, like always. He let out a grunt and carefully moved it aside with a foot before removing his jacket and hanging it up by the door.

"Yeah, yeah... hello to you too, I guess," he replied to the greeting, rolling his eyes as the cat suddenly seemed to catch a whiff of the food and ran off to investigate the takeout bag instead.

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"Don't be nice to him! He's an asshole!" Chloé called from the kitchen where she was attempting to cover up a failed baking attempt. Stupid fucking pie. Snow White made it look so easy...

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"You talking to me or the cat?" he called back, smirking as he shooed the kitty away from the bag and started unpacking the plastic food containers. There was more than enough for the two of them. They'd likely be eating leftovers for a couple days, but that was fine.

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She could smell the food. Thank fuck for that. The rich salty sweet and floral scent of Thai food was definitely a good mask for the smell of pastry goop. She dusted the flower off her shorts and made sure there was none on her face before she sauntered out of the kitchen.

"I was talking to you, for once." She said, giving Kaelin a wave from the kitchen doorway. "This little cunt scratched up one of my favorite shoes."

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He couldn't help a small chuckle. Of course she was mad about shoes. Though, to cover his amusement, he turned a disapproving glare on the cat, who was once again trying to stick its nose into the food. He was quick to chase it off, though, and made his way toward the kitchen to grab plates and cutlery.

Something smelled... weird in there...

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There was no reason for him to lift up the cloth over that bowl. No fucking reason at all.

"Hey, fuck off. I'll sort this out. Go sit down and drink your coffee." She encouraged him away from the kitchen, grabbing the bags of food from him so she could deal with them in private while she finished off destroying the evidence.

"Tell me how your day was." She called from the kitchen as she bagged and double bagged the pastry goop and buried it right in the bottom of the trash.

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There was obviously something going on, but he guessed questioning it wouldn't be too smart a move right now. What was that smell, though? Had she been cooking?

Oh well, she'd told him to sit down, so he did, kicking off his boots and leaning back with his Costa coffee. He'd actually put one sugar in it, today. More out of a need for energy than anything.

"Long," he called through. "Caught some kids trying to break through one of the security doors out back right before the end of my shift. Assholes."

He'd dealt with it fine, but it had meant filling out paperwork and prolonging his shift by an extra thirty five minutes.

"How 'bout you?"

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"Yeah, it was fine actually." She said, putting out the food into some sharing dishes and bringing it through along with plates and cutlery. She's made a good job of it, and damn was she hungry now.

The cat came over right away, but she basically threw him to one side so she could sit by Kaelin. "Fuck off cat." She grinned, passing her new boyfriend a knife and fork.

Her boyfriend. Ugh, wtf.

"I think I'm going to get a job offer when my course is over." She waved her fork happily. "I'm just that good."