"Sweet," was the enthusiastic reply, and Kess wrangled the cake box into her free arm, abandoning it on the kitchen counter as they moved through. Refilling both their mugs, the blonde led the way down the creaking stairs to her gaming zone.
Namely, tons of a games, and a futon. There as also a microwave and mini-fridge. Luxurious.
The two played for hours, before Jan's sense of grumpy responsibility got the better of her, and Kess had a delivery to attend to.
