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itsjustlanguage) wrote2010-05-03 06:58 pm
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Room 405, Monday evening
Hoshi had promised to make dinner for Hurley, so after saying goodbye to her father and Captain Archer, she spend the rest of her day planning the meal. It took her a little while to decide what to serve. She finally went for tempura shrimp and vegetables since it was not too heavy for the warm weather.
After cooking everything in the really nice kitchen on the sixth floor, she brought the food back to her room. This was probably not the occasion to share, since she wanted to spend some time alone with Hurley before he had to leave.
While she waited, she shut the door and put a tea kettle on the hot plate.
[For Hurley]
After cooking everything in the really nice kitchen on the sixth floor, she brought the food back to her room. This was probably not the occasion to share, since she wanted to spend some time alone with Hurley before he had to leave.
While she waited, she shut the door and put a tea kettle on the hot plate.
[For Hurley]
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There wasn't a lot of to spread out, but it would have to do.
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In the back of his head, something was telling him this whole scenario seemed really familiar.
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"Hey, I love to cook. You know that," she said. "The difference this time is that I'm not sharing it with everyone who walks into the common room."
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He paused. "Suddenly I feel like I should've brought dessert or something."
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He paused. "Not that soda is inherently more cultural or something."
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"A what flavored soda?"
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He hadn't even needed to stop to think.
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