Calista Kosko (_possessed) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2011-04-08 12:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-08-15, quentin |
What a match, I'm half-doomed and you're semi-sweet
Who: Calista and Quentin
Where: Quentin's place
When: Morning
Calista had almost forgotten she had crashed at Quentin's place after Zeke's party. She couldn't even blame alcohol for that one; the girl was just naturally spacey. Though the only thing that sucked was that when she woke up, the clock flashed 4am. A light grumble escaped her as she snuggled back into the pillow, damning the fact she worked baker's hours. Granted, she didn't need to go into work that morning, but now she was awake and didn't know what to do. Quentin looked so adorable sleeping and she didn't want to disturb that.
The idea of spending that time cooking and baking up some breakfast had came to mind and a smile washed over her lips. Carefully slipping out of his bed, Calista grabbed the closest shirt she could find to throw on, which just happened to be Quentin's. At least it was comfy. Calista pulled her hair back into a messy bun as she crept into his kitchen and poked around to see what he had in hand for breakfast makings. Not a whole lot. It took her a good half hour to search through everything and come to a conclusion as to what she would make. She did find some blueberries along with the essential baking needs and decided to make blueberry scones. That would take the longest to bake off. Then she could top it off with some eggs and coffee and all would be well. Had there been more stuff to work with, she would have made enough food to feel a small army, but it would do for now.
By the time she was finished, the sun was barely peeking over the horizon as she snuck back into Quentin's room, balancing two plates of yummies and two cups of coffee. She wished she was telekinetic so she could do the whole balancing act easier, but Calista was slow by nature and was thankful not to spill anything. Placing everything onto the nightstand, she curled back into bed and hovered over her boyfriend while kissing the corner of his lip. "I made nom noms."