Jun. 12th, 2009

explosions: (Default)
- flash powder
- WD-40
- blueberries
- copper wiring
- solder
- sawdust
explosions: (e} back to work)
It would've been easier to have just told Michael to meet her at Prime 112 for something to eat, but he had offered to cook. That alone was worth the extra few miles between her place and Michael's. Parking her car on the street outside the club Fi walked toward the back gate. Shaking her keys against her palm, she moved her way up the flight of steps to the door. Using her key, the key Michael had given her she let herself into Michael's and shut the door behind her.

Pausing when she entered she glanced around, making sure nothing was out of place, and kept silent trying to hear for the movement of quieted steps, or heavy breathing. When nothing seemed out of the ordinary she called out, "Michael?" Moving toward the fridge she opened it and shook her head, smirking lightly at the sight of three yogurts and two beers.

"Yeah, he does need to go grocery shopping more often," she mused to herself.
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