[ call or text Reim within! I was going to set up a voicemail inbox message but then I realized no one is ever going to hear it unless he’s unconscious or dead. it doesn’t matter if you call at 3am he’ll pick up. ]
[ GOES TO GET THE FOOD. he can balance two plates on one arm and close the door behind him on his way back in. hands one to Elliot, along with a knife and fork. Idk what he made maybe like an omelet ]
Here you are. Apologies for my inexperienced cooking.
That's so-- ridiculously costly and wasteful, not to mention incredibly disrespectful to the craftsmanship-!! Is this really what our future holds in store?! Who said such a thing??!
Why not? I expect it shouldn’t be difficult at all. Why don’t we try with the three of us? If that isn’t enough, I’m sure Sharon would love to lend a hand, and some of our housemates are musicians themselves.
[ SETS HIS FOOD ASIDE AND RUNS TO THE BATHROOM turning the shower off and retrieving the clothes. he comes back out still in a hurry and lays them out on top of Elliot's dresser to press out the last traces of wrinkles ]
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