>>12444429You take this time to survey the apartment layout while still making small talk, "Yeah...But how did you even -become- a major?"
Lucy places her can on the table to stretch, "Lots and lots and lots of hard work. Not that you'll ever know what that means.You also have to commit yourself to a few favors.."
Dismissing the comment as a classic sitcom misunderstanding, your eyes continue to scan the room, until they fall upon the stove. Which compared to the rest of the place, is clean as fuck.
"How come that stove's so clean compared to everything else?"
"Because I don't really use it. I have a microwave for that, y'know."
It's here that you start putting two and two together, "So you don't eat anything aside from take-out?"
"That's right."
"That's not very healthy."
Lucy takes the final sip of her beer, then crushes it and tosses it haphazardly onto the floor, "Yeah well, when the entire region is being threatened by extraterrestrial beings, you don't really have time to care about proper health."
You place your hands on your hips, "You know, if I had the right ingredients and enough time, I could probably whip something up. I had a feeling my mom would have often told me how great I am culinary."
Hearing that, Lucy gets an idea, "Alright, how about we make a deal then? You go ahead and do that for me, and I go ahead let you crash here, provided you pick up after yourself."
You bend over and pick up a handful of beer cans, "I think I can manage that, and more. Deal."
At that moment, the bathroom door opens, casting a bunch of steam into the room which subsides after a few seconds. In the steamy fog is the shadow of a small figure. Odd, you weren't expecting anyone else to be living here...
"AAH!" out of embarrassment for the slight off-chance that it might be a girl, you cover your eyes to protect yourself from the malevolent plague that is partial nudity.
