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25 Unicorn Street, Friday Evening
Sep. 25th, 2009 06:19 pmNathan was being weirdly social, lately. Blame it, perhaps, on the fact that he'd had so much socialization while he was in Japan, what with Katsumoto's conversations and the time he'd spent training alongside the Samurai.
And that was why he was in the kitchen, trying to hunt down the tea. He was expecting company this evening, after all, and it wouldn't do to invite her over to tea if he didn't actually have it out and ready to be made by the time she arrived.
... Of course, it had to be in the top of the over-the-counter cupboard, there.
With a sigh, Nathan set about to pulling up a stool to climb onto so that he could reach. One of these days, he was going to just invest in a pair of those platform boots, or something.
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And that was why he was in the kitchen, trying to hunt down the tea. He was expecting company this evening, after all, and it wouldn't do to invite her over to tea if he didn't actually have it out and ready to be made by the time she arrived.
... Of course, it had to be in the top of the over-the-counter cupboard, there.
With a sigh, Nathan set about to pulling up a stool to climb onto so that he could reach. One of these days, he was going to just invest in a pair of those platform boots, or something.
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