*It's been a while since L was last here, but at the same time it wasn't. There's the table where they ruined at least 20 pages of printouts. There's the door where they pressed against each other on their way past. Now they're in the kitchen, and there's where L got down on his knees...*
*... Cesar tugs at his collar and opens the kitchen's tiny window, taking the second to gather himself. The lasagna clunks. Without being asked, he reaches over and turns on the oven. They're going to need this, aren't they?*
*This, and a few extra bottles. Cesar sends a wan twitch of his lips L's way and moves to a cupboard, taking out two short glasses. The bottle of tequila from that first night is still exactly where he left it, though it's significantly fuller than before. A new bottle? He pours a couple of finger's worth into each glass and recaps it, offering one glass to L.*
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Date: 2015-04-06 05:26 am (UTC)*... Cesar tugs at his collar and opens the kitchen's tiny window, taking the second to gather himself. The lasagna clunks. Without being asked, he reaches over and turns on the oven. They're going to need this, aren't they?*
*This, and a few extra bottles. Cesar sends a wan twitch of his lips L's way and moves to a cupboard, taking out two short glasses. The bottle of tequila from that first night is still exactly where he left it, though it's significantly fuller than before. A new bottle? He pours a couple of finger's worth into each glass and recaps it, offering one glass to L.*