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withoutverona) wrote2009-01-25 10:56 am
withoutverona) wrote2009-01-25 10:56 am
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Room 502, Sunday Morning
Romeo had plead a headache to stay home from Cal's party the night before, and Yurika had been too excited to do more than a little concerned clucking before heading off for ice cream. But in truth, he had been busy with some private preparations for the morning. It was, after all, a rather important day.
Once he woke up, he slid out of bed taking care not to dislodge Yurika from where she lay, still asleep. He kept things simple; an enormous fan of blood-red roses in the bed beside her, fresh orange juice and champagne for mimosas, chocolate croissants from J,GOB's, and coffee bubbling away. Finally, Romeo put a folder of some papers on the bed beside her.
And then there was nothing to do but watch her sleep and hope she woke up before impatience killed him.
[OOC: For one. Dojima modded with permission.]
Once he woke up, he slid out of bed taking care not to dislodge Yurika from where she lay, still asleep. He kept things simple; an enormous fan of blood-red roses in the bed beside her, fresh orange juice and champagne for mimosas, chocolate croissants from J,GOB's, and coffee bubbling away. Finally, Romeo put a folder of some papers on the bed beside her.
And then there was nothing to do but watch her sleep and hope she woke up before impatience killed him.
[OOC: For one. Dojima modded with permission.]