You'll always be a part of me; I'm part of you indefinitely.
Who: Rigby and Fina Gallo Where: Fina's apartment When: Around 10 or so What: A late night dinner Warning: Likely to be NSFW by the time it's finished
Rigby was taking Autumn's advice to heart: He and Fina should have dinner and he should make her something. A routine of sorts, though he'd never had one in his life - how would he, with the constant need to get up and go? Somehow, this seemed to fit them. He knew Fina had to work late tonight and the gig he'd found had been a paying one, he had enough to put gas in the truck and get something for dinner as well.
His mother had taught him how to cook in small motel kitchens, when they could afford a nice enough room with a small stove and maybe a mini fridge. He knew the basics from childhood - after all, with a dad either passed out drunk on the couch or off "working" and a mother working overtime to pick up the slack, he learned to fend for himself. What Rigby chose was simple: grilled chicken, a small salad (premade, he wasn't that fancy), with some tomatoes and cucumber he threw in. Luckily he'd learned where most of her cooking stuff was in the kitchen over the last day or so, and as such it didn't take him long to get everything ready.
As the chicken was just ready to come off the grill pan, he could hear Fina arrive at the Court. Not her footsteps, not yet, but her voice was a welcome presence in his mind. Smiling, he unlocked the door for her but stayed in the kitchen, figuring she knew he was here based on his truck still sitting in the visitor's parking spot.