i hope i didn't bore you with the story of my life (rp for <lj site="livejournal.com" user="headofap

[heroslayer]

He'd let her sleep until somewhere nearing nine o'clock the next morning, occupying his own time spent awake thumbing through a book, sure that it was the safest of all of his options. She'd gotten up, surprisingly without complaint, taken a few minutes to get her bearings, then slipped out the door to bring back the breakfast she'd promised him the night before. He wasn't sure why she hadn't asked what he'd wanted, whether she figured they liked the same things or if she'd simply forgotten, but it had amused him just the same.

Returning to the couch, a hint of a smile on his face, he'd pulled his book back into his lap and waited for her to return. And some twenty minutes later she had, carrying two take-out plates full of surprisingly decent pancakes and a half gallon of ice cream -- for the pancakes, of course. They'd moved into the kitchen and she'd pestered him into telling the rest of his life story as they ate.

Now out of words, or at least things he could talk about without having to edit immensely, the sat in silence as they finished up their breakfast. After a moment, though, he couldn't help but suggest, "Your turn."

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[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

And she knew that. She could sense that he had more - much more, than the little things he had shown her so far. He'd had years after all, and apparently quite the hunger for collecting new things. It was logical that he would have even more than that. "I can even cook for you if we get groceries."

She paused for a moment. "Really, most nights I just stay in and read...and that makes me sound like the most boring person on the planet."

[heroslayer]

"I'd be doing the same if I had the time," he admitted. Killing people was such a time consuming hobby. "And that's fine. We'll stop at your apartment, and then the supermarket."

[howmanyangels.livejournal.com]

"Well, you are me." She grinned at that, and stole another kiss, before giving him a gentle nudge. "Onward then. To my apartment, so I can have a show."

[heroslayer]

"What's the address?" That was important to know, and since he hadn't asked before ...