go_mischief (![]() ![]() @ 2015-07-07 12:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | ll houston, loki |
Who: Loki and L.L.
Where: New York, L.L.'s studio apartment
When: 7/7/15 evening
What: Loki knows his friend isn't going to let him off the hook, but man if he still isn't squirming like a worm on one.
Rating: PG-13 for possible language
When L.L. didn't come to the door immediately, Loki picked her lock open in a far too practiced manner. (Really, he was going to hide lockpicks on himself 24/7 now. They were super handy.) He frowned, listened to the shower, then shrugged off his backpack and started unloading the contents onto the counter and putting things away.
So when she came out, there were fresh donuts, iced lattes, and one of her tall glasses had a white tulip and a few ferns with a purple ribbon about the glass on her counter. And Loki, doodling in a notepad, his familiar backpack on the floor at the foot of his seat. "I brought ice cream," he noted without looking up.
Yeah, he was buttering and hoping she'd forget entirely about this weird need to talk.