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Eliot Spencer (_thatswhatido) wrote in wariscoming,

The only place Eliot was raiding happened to be the crisper. He had just about everything else, except some spices. As much as people cooked down here, he could probably find what he needed of those too. Pulling open one of the fridge drawers, he pulled out a pepper, checking it over before reaching over to set it on the counter. As he did, he realized he wasn't the only one in the kitchen anymore.

Nudging the drawer shut, he shut the door and pulled open the freezer. Sure enough, there was a box of popsicles with a note attached. "There are if your name happens to be Quinn," he replied. Like he was going to say anything if she wasn't. Guarding someone else's food wasn't one of his priorities. Pulling open the top of the box, he pulled a couple out until he found the blue one. "If you're not, I wasn't an accessory to this," he told her, the faintest hint of a smile the only sign he was joking.

Setting the box back in the freezer, he shut the door. "Trying to, if I can find what I need."