Room 502, Early Thursday Morning

[dojima_hime]

After the adventure that was last night's fire drill, Yurika had put Alea back in 503 before making herself comfortable for the rest of the night in 502.

A few hours later she slipped out to sneak down to the common room, returning quickly with breakfast; coffee, scrambled eggs, toast, jam, and a single red rose.

Hopefully this was going to go better than the last time they did breakfast in bed.

"Wake up, sleepyhead," she teased quietly, brushing the hair back from his face. "Sun's already up, your breakfast is getting cold, and I have class first period."


[OOC: For the one. 502 and its occupant modded with permissions!]

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[withoutverona]

Romeo quite possibly elbowed her as he tried to get out of the bed himself. The coffee had soaked through a sheet covering a rather sensitive part of his anatomy and he needed to get away before it scalded him.

He let out an impressive string of archaic curses as he tried to get his pajama bottoms off.

"You wouldn't think," he said, when he was standing there naked, "the coffee would still be so hot."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

Yurika stood there, frozen, looking absolutely stricken. "I'm sorry!" she blurted out, face literally aflame with embarrassment. "Oh gods, are you okay?"

[withoutverona]

"The mood is wrecked, my bedding is ruined, and I suspect we'll have to go out for that breakfast," Romeo recounted as he went to pull on some clothing, not taking special care to match. "But I'm uninjured."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"I'll buy you breakfast?" Yurika tried, quickly moving to pick up the ruined tray and bundle up the bedding.

The rose seemed to have survived unscathed, so she gently set it on the bedside table. Great. She'd screwed up everything. Again.

[withoutverona]

Romeo sighed as he watched her face. Jerking his shirt over his head, he grabbed a corner of the sheets. "It's not your fault, love," he said. "This has just been an oddly frustrating week."

The phone call. Then they'd fallen asleep almost as soon as they got back to his room, after the fire alarm. And, in between, he had tried to take care of himself and had found he couldn't get into the rhythm of it.

It was fraying at Romeo's nerves.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"Tell me about it," she muttered, moving the last of the lost breakfast back onto the tray, and setting it on the floor before she helped him strip the bed. He wasn't the only one who's nerves were on-edge.

"At least this week is almost over, and then we'll be on vacation, right?"

[withoutverona]

"I might end up punching someone or something before then," Romeo warned.

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

Yurika flinched slightly. "No fistfights?" she asked plaintively. "I'm not nursing your bruises while we're supposed to be on break. Hit the shooting range, if you're really that twitchy."

[withoutverona]

"I might do that tomorrow," Romeo decided. "No fistfights, though, if you insist. Unless I find whoever set off the fire alarm, in which case I make no promises."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"If you find whoever set off the alarm, it won't be a fistfight, because they won't get in a single punch," Yurika stated firmly. "I'll be helping."

He was dressed, the bedding was dumped off to the side, and Yurika repressed a wince at the remains of her romantic morning. "Shall we go get breakfast?" she suggested. "Before I have to run off to Garrett-sensei's class?"

[withoutverona]

"I think that would be for the best," Romeo agreed eagerly, coat already on. "And perhaps we could try to see each other again tonight."

[dojima-hime.livejournal.com]

"I'll come over later, and we can start with a brand new afternoon," Yurika agreed, picking up her shoes and giving him a quick kiss. "Maybe we'll even get in that shower we missed the other day."

"Give me two seconds to hit my room and put on clothes?" Yurika was still dressed in the lingerie from last night since, well, she had had hopes. "I'll meet you down in the lobby by the time you've picked where we're going. My treat."

[withoutverona]

"It sounds perfect," Romeo agreed, stretching up to kiss her again. "I'll see you in a moment."