"Strategic involvement," Frank said, quietly, while she worked. It was strange to watch her work on someone else, because he knew what it felt like to have her powers work on him--not for these exact purposes, but for others. He knew it could be off putting.
He stayed across the apartment, in the kitchen, and started working on making breakfast--quick pickled rice with vegetables and eggs. It would be filling and easy to eat, and he everything in the fridge already, and it was his go-to after a night of hard drinking.
"Open a window if you're going to smoke, Guy," he said offhandedly. "Smoke's bad for the baby."
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Date: 2018-11-14 09:35 pm (UTC)He stayed across the apartment, in the kitchen, and started working on making breakfast--quick pickled rice with vegetables and eggs. It would be filling and easy to eat, and he everything in the fridge already, and it was his go-to after a night of hard drinking.
"Open a window if you're going to smoke, Guy," he said offhandedly. "Smoke's bad for the baby."