Hide your angst, hide your emo, hide your linkin park songs...

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

Characters: Stephanie Brown and Tim Drake
Setting: TIM'S ROOM 1-06
Format: Starting action, but we can go to prose, if you prefer that!
Summary: Tim is having feelings of the angst and guilt varieties, so Steph is going to beat him cheer him up.
Warnings: SHE STILL HAS THAT BRICK AND THE WAFFLE IRON, DRAKE.

[ Tim, there's a quiet knock at your door.

And if you don't answer, there's a louder knock. ]

Tim, it's Steph.

Comments

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

That's a bit more straightforward. Should have guessed.

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

I'm not really the "drown my sorrows in food" type.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[He's never really eaten his pain, either, just labored through it, so he glances around the kitchen in an attempt to change the subject.]

So, how long does the waffle process take, in your experience?

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

Not too long. Like, ten minutes or so.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Shall we get started? [He rolls up his sleeves and flashes a smile at her, feeling not-quite-as-broody enough to fake one now.]

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

You better not be faking that smile, Wonder Boy.

[she claps her hands] We need flour, eggs, sugar, milk, salt, aaand baking powder.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

[Oops. He drops the smile almost immediately and looks bashful.]

I've actually never been in the kitchen here. Where is all that stuff?

[thefourthtry.livejournal.com]

Eggs are in the ancient fridge thing, as is the milk. The rest of the stuff is scattered around the cupboards.

So, you handle the fridge stuff, and I'll play "Where's Waldo?" with the other ingredients.

[chapsandcowl.livejournal.com]

Sounds good.

[He goes over to brave the fridge, decidedly ignoring anything in there that isn't milk or eggs.]