WHO: Briseis and Imrahil WHAT: After dinner chat, music, etc. WHEN: Wednesday evening WHERE: Imrahil's room RATING: TBD, Likely Low STATUS: Closed/Ongoing
And again, it had been a nice dinner. She had fixed something a little fancier this time, beef and noodles made with homemade noodles and mashed potatoes. She had served it along with rolls that were still warm for her oven, and a slightly more expensive bottle of wine than the one she had brought the night before. It was a pleasant, hearty supper, and she was pleased with it.
Every moment, she was feeling more comfortable with him. There was an understanding between them, a common set of beliefs that she had found with nobody else here. She liked being with him; for a moment she could almost believe that she was someplace like home again - home, in the good sense. Not the hell she had come here from.
"Would you...like to hear some music?" she asked, lifting an eyebrow. "I brought some with me."