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Moving Day

"Oh my god errybody is like a pansy over this." She rolled her eyes as the emerged onto the first floor. When a pause happened for directions she motioned towards the low numbered rooms. "It's been almost a month at least. They gonna put some baby pod person in there if you don't snag it."

She found a moment to actually muscle her way past Ever even while he carried the small furniture pieces. It was like this need to guide. "Maybe there's some others. Usually the leave the door cracked or whatever."

Room 112 came quickly and upon having the door opened it assaulted them with the nose wrinkling scent of Taym's obsessive cleaning.

Moving Day

Coping with Taym's scent had thankfully taken exactly 5 sprays of perfume and one of those cheap gel air fresheners she'd found in the back of a closet in the life labs. She hadn't been thieving, really, just passed by when someone had it open it for janitorial work.

While Ever lurked she'd been fiddling with her scarves and wall draperies to get adequate color and lighting. She'd pushed him about the dead girl's room enough that Ever, without saying so, seemed to have gone to scope out the hallway (or escape her needling).

"Just do it." She yelled out to her friend and it was a good few minutes before she bothered to join him. "Oh.. not a corpse room. OR IS IT? You wanna snag dis s**t before someone else does? An'member I'm cookin fer you tonight."

Rewards

Cee had made sure the furniture in Ever's new room had been where she wanted it by the time he came back and after a bit of futzing and catty back and forth, she'd gone off to the first floor common room and kitchen to start his 'reward'.

By the time he joined her she was in the middle of some sort of ragu and there was a pot of water on to boil. She told a few stories about her mother (in a very thick exaggerated italian accent), how she'd insisted that Cee learn the family recipe for red sauce (gravy to some), and that before a certain age all she'd really done was learn 'wife' duties like cooking, cleaning and sewing because 'money wasn't permanent' and she'd need to eventually 'land a husband'. But Cee had decided that there was no reason why the money couldn't be permanent, it would just need to included in the husband scenario as a package deal.

It wasn't clear if she'd just stolen the ingredients from the cabinet or if her recent grocery shopping mission had just landed her extra supplies. By the time the meat sauce was done, the pasta was as well. Ever had to help her strain and dish it up.

She insisted they eat in his room because his belongings were s**t but the meal was surprisingly good (she lamented a lack of red pepper flakes) and perhaps was a reward for BOTH of their current housing success.