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Nasir was actually in the process of trying to clean up the first floor of the house. Especially the room they used for arts and music playing and ... He let out a breath. It was a project but he was not working today and Wil had classes and the other two housemates weren't around ...

Not that he really needed to, they kept the place clean but sometimes he got into random cleaning sprees. Especially when he was alone.

The knock took him by surprise, since he was not paying attention to the time, and it was a barefoot shorts and tee shirt wearing Nasir that opened the door. His hair was actually pulled back into a small ponytail. (That was how he knew his hair had gotten too long if he could do that with it. His hair, on its own, got much to wavy and curly when it was longer.)

His expression visibly brightened when he realized it was Dhan and he grinned widely. "Dhan! Hi!" Then he noticed the guitar and that grin got wider. "Come in!" he was pushing the door open all the way. The house smelled like well, cooked food right now. Only because Wil wasn't there but if anyone went towards the living room (or the third floor) that particular smell would become obvious.

"Actually I think you're on time." Leaning back, he closed an eye and squinted towards the digital wall clock. What did that say? It was just a little bit blurry but then it finally focused. "Yeah, definitely on time. I just kind of got distracted with cleaning."

Nasir was putting an arm around Dhan's shoulders and directing him inside, door shut with a push of his barefoot. "I liked what you sent me! Especially that remix of Prima Donna Girl. If you ever do one of Savages ..." He whistled low. "The stuff you were working on was pretty sweet too!"

He did not really think about the clothes as cleaning clothes. More or less comfy around the house things - even if the shirt was possibly some anime thing that Wil had gotten him (it was totally Sen and Haku from Spirited away) - and not all that big of a deal to be caught it.

"I can make us something to drink and you can set up and ..." He peered very seriously at Dhan. "Fruit smoothies. Fresh. Favorite fruit? I might have it." You never know.

"... remind me to see if I can find you some pineberries to try," Nasir spoke, leading Dhan with him to the kitchen. It was a fairly large kitchen, an island counter in the middle with a stove and some stools around it for sitting. "Which don't taste like pine, they're ... strawberries that taste like pineapples." Which was weird but they were pretty good.

When you could find them.

With a warm, friendly squeeze, Nasir let go of the other and nudged him to take a seat. "I probably don't have strawberries. Not for another month at least, but I've got a couple pomegranates and some kiwis ..." He was at the fridge then, pulling things out. "Bananas obviously." They were a base for smoothies.

"They are a bit weird. Like ... ah, kiwiberries? They are berries that you bite into but taste like kiwis? Super weird." Nasir was making a I don't even know what to do with that face before he laughed. He only liked pineberries because he liked pineapple. "... but trying everything once is kind of a thing for me, so I want to offer that to others."

Then he was thinking about the qitara and the guitar thing. It kind of made sense to him. "I think sometimes when it comes to food people get a little ... Frankenstein." Genghis Khan as well but he did not say that.

"Well," he paused a moment. "not just food but pretty much everything. Today it's just going to be simple." Which meant bananas and then some peaches.

The mentioning of strange mixtures meant he was thinking more plain things. Bring forth the smoothies, please.

"Yes, exactly like that." Nasir laughed. "Who even thought about it, really? Some of the things they mix seem like those crazy thoughts you get late at night." The ones that were harebrained and best to probably ignore but people went with anyway. "I get my hands on any of them again, I'll definitely let you try them."

He was chopping the fruit up with a knife, pressing the pieces off with a finger into the blender. "I'll get these smoothies made and then you can let me listen to what you've been working on."

Totally looking forward to that song he heard the beginnings of at work.

"I have a pretty strict personal rule about staying off tumblr after 2am. Tumblr hell is no joke." So many posts, so little time, and it all just lead to him getting less sleep. Nasir was not like Wil, who slept whenever he got the chance, and frequently could be found sleepless if he was not careful.

The blender was turned off, the smoothies poured into cups and one slid over to Dhan. It was a quick clean up before he was tilting his head towards the door way. "Living room may be more comfortable for you to sit and play, I think."

Nasir might have been a little excited to hear music, okay.

"I keep ... strange hours, I think." Nasir shook his head. "I mean I try not to but I do anyway ..." Dhan was given a look, especially at the comment about his hair. He honestly had a sneaking suspicion that Dhan might not be Rapunzel but ...

Well, whenever he felt comfortable talking about it.

He was a few steps behind Dhan and was setting his drink down on a coaster as well before nudging the table out of the way. It was frequently moved around - that was why it had those little slidy things on the feet - and sat himself on the floor once it was out of the way. It was totally so he could sit down and lean back on his palms while Dhan played.

There was a low whistle at the guitar being unveiled. It looked nice.

"Well ... I think there's some kind of faceless model mask thing I could go get if that'd help," Nasir offered, before he thought better of it. Instead he just fell the rest of the way backwards and threw an arm over his eyes. "There, see, now I'm just listening and not watching." Fingers flicked towards Dhan. "Should be easier?"