*tilts his head back and looks up at the ceiling* O-oh, yes, the dreaded twenty-somethings. I hardly remember those days.
what else we could do
*blinkity* *hadn't thought much past seeing you and kissing you and laying around in bed with you, to be honest* Uhm... I don't know. *half-smile* I wouldn't want to drag you into your workplace on a day off? *pauses, realizing* Oh, oh wait. I know. I'd definitely like to cook for you, at least once.