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RP: Date Night
Who: Roger and Marcus

What: Dinner, couch makeouts, possibly a bit of under the shirt fondling.

Where: Roger's flat

When: Saturday, 7th of March

Rating: NSFW - just to be safe

Roger bustled around his kitchen, pulling utensils and ingredients out with the terrifying determination of someone who, while lacking in the finer details of the culinary arts, has decided to overcome such shortcomings with sheer bloody mindedness. His boyfriend was coming over for dinner tonight, and putting aside the deep thrill that the word boyfriend gave him, he was adamant that the shepherds pie and crème brûlée he was making for Marcus would be perfect.

By the time he had finished cooking the meal and placed both dishes under warming charms, he shirtless and had extinguished one small fire (with his shirt, obviously,) but was deeply satisfied with the results of his endeavour. He was just heading to his bedroom to put on a fresh shirt when there was a knock on the door. "Coming," he called, changing direction and heading down the stairs to the door. He opened it and smiled, "Hello stranger."