Room 528, Wednesday Afternoon/Evening

[icecoldfrost]

Wednesdays were Emma's slow day. No classes, no homework, and she typically did all her Special Classes on Thursday before going to film studies.

She'd already talked to Jack and was bored again. So since Triela would be out part of the afternoon at Gun Club, she had the door open and her music up, and was reading a completely trashy magazine.

What? She knew what her roommate had been up to last night when she'd been out. Any teasing from certain other parties would result in teasing and potential blackmail. Unfortunately for Triela, telepaths either made the best or worst roommates ever, depending on their mood.

[Open door, open post, looking for two in particular.]

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[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter's hormones in overdrive, he dropped by Emma's room late that afternoon just to see if maybe that... private concert might be in order. He knocked on the open door and did his best to not think about the things he couldn't stop thinking about, and spoke.

"I hope I'm not catching you at a bad time."

[icecoldfrost]

"If the door is open, then it's never a bad time for you to stop by," Emma said, and it was the truth. "And what are you up to on this inconveniently honest day, Mr. Bishop?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I was mainly here to see if you wanted to make out," Peter said, and winced. "You know, flirting loses a bit of the flavor when it's stripped bare."

[icecoldfrost]

Emma couldn't help laughing at that. "It does, doesn't it?" she asked. "Although I can't say that I'm opposed to the idea at all, even with such a blunt proposal."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"It's not usually my style," Peter said said, not so much begging for forgiveness but stating the truth. "I mean, I'm all for taking you to dinner first or anything else you think is the... socially accepted pretense du jour."

[icecoldfrost]

"Well, you could shut the door and keep me company for a bit first, before we go out for dinner and a rickshaw ride?" Emma suggested. "I don't really feel like walking all the way in to town."

And if they decided to make out before and after, well, Emma wouldn't argue with that.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

Peter obliged, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. "There's always the possibility of ordering in, too. A little picnic in the room. Then there's no need to put on shoes or walk anywhere."

[icecoldfrost]

"Now that sounds lovely," she decided. "We can even put a blanket down on the floor and everything, and I'm rather sure I have all the delivery places on speed-dial."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"So what are you in the mood for?" Peter asked. "Chinese, Italian, Vietnamese?"

[icecoldfrost]

"Chinese is always a good option, isn't it?" Emma replied. "I like foods that are designed to share, I find it makes dining much more pleasurable."

She got up to grab a menu of her desk, leaning against the wall to look it over. "How spicy do you like it?" Totally dirty.

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Spicy," Peter said. "Not too crazy, like those habanero sauces, but something that most people might think is a little too much. The people that go off the deep end, there must be something wrong with their tastebuds."

[icecoldfrost]

"Luckily for you, habanero is Mexican, not Chinese," she teased, holding out the menu. "Come pick what suits your fancy."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I knew that," Peter said with a little lopsided grin. "You do realize that's a pretty loaded question."

He walked over and took hold of the menu.

[icecoldfrost]

"I couldn't have said it if I didn't mean it, right?" Emma replied with a small grin of her own. "The perils of the island deciding to be perverse."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"It's a pretty cruel double-whammy," Peter said, looking over the menu. "I think the Mongolian beef will be my selection. I feel like conquering most of Asia."

That, at least, was a joke.

[icecoldfrost]

"So you have a thing for large tracts of land. Good to know," Emma deadpanned. "Maybe we should have a game of Risk while we eat."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I'll have to hope my luck holds up," Peter said. "And we could always make it strip Risk."

[icecoldfrost]

"I'll take you up on that offer, and you'll find yourself on the losing end of the game," she replied, hitting one of the speed-dial on her phone and placing the order.

"They say it'll be forty-five minutes," she said upon hanging up. "What shall we do until then? Start the game early?"

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I'm all for it," Peter said, rubbing his hands together. "And if I lose, so be it. I think at that point I'm not sure being naked in your room is much of a real loss."

[icecoldfrost]

"Somehow I think if one of us ends up naked, the other one won't be dressed for long." Emma groaned and covered her eyes. "That would have sounded a lot more flirty on any other day."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"I think we both get a pass today," Peter said. "And at least with today being the way it is, you'll know I'm being honest when I say that weirdness or not, I'm just happy to be here with you."

[icecoldfrost]

A genuine, pleased smile crossed Emma's lips. "That's very sweet Peter," she said, leaning in to brush a kiss over his cheek. "Thank you."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"And I promise I don't get more saccharine than that," Peter added, grinning ear to ear. "I am not some little lost puppy looking for a home."

[icecoldfrost]

"Good. I've never had a pet, and I might forget to feed a puppy," she joked. "I've been told, however, that I am very good with people, when I want to be."

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Now that I look forward to testing myself," Peter said. "But I'm getting ahead of the game here." He rubbed his little scruffy chin with a hand. "Unless you really do want to skip straight to dessert."