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[memlost]

[An upbeat male voice comes on:]

Hey, it's Morgan! If you were expecting a girl, you picked the wrong picture. If not, then congratulations! But sorry too, because this means I've missed you. Leave a message!

[Beep.]

(( ooc: feel free to use this for face-to-face interactions as well! just leave a date and voice/action/etc. in the header. ))

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[memlost]

... You're right, of course. Spoken like a true veteran...

[ Especially if they could be facing something akin to starvation soon. Still. Still... He sighs and fumbles for a more mutual hand-holding arrangement. ]

You'll tell me if you do need anything, right?

[occute]

[ she will once she's put the tea on, goodness!! let her bustle over to their sad, tiny kitchen area for a moment. ]

That's too bad... But that's still pretty wonderful, Morgan. I wish that I knew how to prepare any food...

[ once she's started the water boiling, she comes over to sit with Morgan - then, reflecting on what she just said, suddenly remembers one of the conversations she had last night. Right, she was talking with Noire about the cakes, and then later, she saw the two of them... ]

Oh! That's right, Morgan... I saw you speaking with that girl, Noire. Do you know her? She said that you can bake cakes with fruit!

[memlost]

[ At mention of Noire, he sits a little taller. Does she like to bake...? ]

Yeah, I know her! We're... um, pretty close. [ Hehe. He can't help the hint of pink that touches his cheeks. ] You two seem like you'd be fast friends!

[bloodandblunder]

I will. [ And she smiles, giving his hand a brief squeeze. ] You'd worry otherwise.

[occute]

[ noticing... that... they did seem to be having a pretty heated conversation last night. (Good thing Ada didn't see him kissing Raphael.) She tilts her head at him rather curiously, but doesn't say anything more. For now. ]

We do? [ mostly, they just talked about her brother... and the other Morgan. Her face darkens a little at the memory. ]

[memlost]

Good.

[ He softens and raises her hand to his cheek, leaning into it and basking in its bareness. He can be a pillow and conserve energy -- no problem with Noire here -- but complete idleness is a tougher demand, and she's the only thing around to occupy himself with now. ]

[bloodandblunder]

[ She's known Morgan long enough to additionally know about his attention span, but she'll allow herself a moment to just soak in another person's warmth, even though it's just through her palm. It's funny, how different it feels without gloves. ]

I'm afraid I won't be very interesting for the time being... so don't feel obligated to stay for too long.

[memlost]

[ Oz and Morgan...... all in good time. ]

Yup! You're both demure, good-natured, terribly shy, somewhat frail, terrified of bugs, overly fun to tease... Frankly, I'm surprised that your like natures didn't draw you to each other sooner!

[ and he doesn't even know about ada's obsession with the occult... ]

[memlost]

Oh, I don't know. I haven't lost interest in you yet! This couch is pretty darn comfy, too. You'll have to try a little harder to be rid of me.

[ No emergencies to hurry them along or tasks to attend to... it's very comfy here indeed. Good couch. ]

[bloodandblunder]

I... don't really want to. [ even though she knows she should technically shoo him off, that he could also get sick. But she's never liked being alone, and Morgan's even more of a comforting presence these days. ] I like... being with you.

[memlost]

[ That gets a pleased flush out of him. It doesn't feel like he'll ever get tired of her little admissions; even if the words themselves aren't a surprise now, they come from someplace heartfelt, a little corner reserved only for him. ]

And I like being with you! So it looks like we're in agreement.

[occute]

[ and he never will ]

E-eh?! Fun to tease? That's mean, Morgan... [ pout. But she doesn't take it to heart - no worries. Actually, she looks a little amused. ] But, um... I'll take that as a compliment, I think... You seemed like you got along with her very well.

[bloodandblunder]

Hopefully next time... [ she sighs, fingers curving a little more against his cheek. ] It won't be because of bad dreams.

[memlost]

[ He closes his eyes and lets his hand fall away, giving her free reign. ]

Anytime, Noire. Good dreams or bad, in sound health or illness. I'll take as much of you as I can get.

[bloodandblunder]

[ That makes her giggle, even as her hand moves a little more, taking in the warmth and surprising smoothness of his skin as her fingers ease down. ] I thought I already said all of me is yours.

[memlost]

You could say that. You could also say that she's my girlfriend.

[ SHAMELESS but also blushing a little because it's still new and exciting to be able to say that. He doesn't wanna brag, but... as a roommate, she'll find out sooner or later...? ]

[occute]

[ -- oh. Woah. Ada blinks, then looks surprised, though she also flushes a little (after all, this means Morgan was just comparing her to his girlfriend - but she's sure he meant nothing by it.) ]

R-really?! Morgan, I had no idea...! That's wonderful. She's very pretty! [ she says with a smile, clasping her hands together. ] It sounds like she can make good food, too...

[memlost]

[ A completely stress-free life and prodigious sleeping habits make for a good complexion?! He chuckles. ]

I guess I'm still trying to get it through my skull. All is a lot to give someone! And... it almost feels too good to be true.

[memlost]

[ He puffs up in agreement, just a little proud; yes she is very pretty, and no he doesn't know how a dweeb like him managed to snag her despite that. ]

It's a shame ingredients are so hard to come by. I've never tasted her cooking in full before... which I'll have to remedy as soon as possible! Home cooking made with love is just about the most comforting thing there is, don't you think?

[bloodandblunder]

I'm the one who should be saying that... [ it's kind of wearying to keep her arm up, as much as she likes the feeling when she's not too embarrassed to enjoy it. She lowers her hand slowly, breathing out even more so. ] I didn't think anyone would ever feel that way about me, and here you are...

[memlost]

[ He's a little disappointed when her touch leaves him, but ah well. He makes up for it by pushing a stray strand of hair or two from her forehead, then letting his hand slip the short distance into her hair. ]

Ha ha. If it weren't such a threat to my position, I'd have half a mind to survey all your friends and acquaintances on how dateable you are just to prove you wrong!

[bloodandblunder]

[ Just having his hand there feels incredibly nice, even as Noire peers at him to make sure he isn't being serious at all. He's laughing, so that's promising. But just to make sure... ]

Please don't. I still don't know what I'm even doing.

[memlost]

[ He'd totally do it if she weren't his girlfriend. Don't even doubt. ]

Oh, I won't. I don't need a small army of people thinking of dating you and liking the idea! Even if they didn't know you very well, you're more than pretty enough to pique interest.

[bloodandblunder]

That's-- [ would you stop making her blush!! ] I-I'm not the good-looking one here--!

[memlost]

[ ??? ]

Well, it certainly isn't me!

[ HE'S ADAMANT. ]

You're absolutely attractive, Noire! I could've told you that from the moment we met.