Quickly placing his coffee on the table inside his apartment just to the right of the open front door, he didnt wait for her order, he already knew it. He was in charge of takeaway runs, coffee shop choices, and the occasional work out regime, she was in charge of cooking, decorating, video game choices and movies, it was how it worked, they never argued, never fought… their little arrangement worked perfectly.
It worked so perfectly that Lucci had probably memorized how long it took her to dry that mass of hair and dress by now, having to keep it in mind when he heard the shower running, just to make sure he never walked in on her half naked, one time had been enough and boy had he gotten an eyeful, had immediately apologised and headed directly back the way he came.
They hadn’t spoken of that since, and he was stoic enough so that it’d never really bothered him.
It was as if the blonde had never actually been there, already heading for the elevator, Lucci intended to act like he hadn’t, quite content to forget the man actually existed.
“Want extra prawn crackers?“ he asked over his shoulder, finger already pressing the button for the elevator, which had carted off her blonde friend just a moment before. Would he even be out the building yet? Hopefully.
— ❝ Sure, bring a few.❞
She uttered as she headed towards her bedroom. If the restaurant wasn’t too busy Lucci would be back in twenty or twenty five minutes, enough time for her to dry her hair and get dressed. She took of the towel, throwing it into the basket of the clothes she should be washing next day, the sheets of that night included, once she heard how the elevator doors closed. It wasn’t like if Lucci had never seen her naked before. Monet remembered the day in which he found her half naked and an amused smile spread through her lips. He was, indeed, a true gentleman.
Back into her spacious bedroom Monet opened the drawers, chosing turquoise laced knickers and a matching bra that she put on. She chose purple sheets and made the bed and placed the cushions on their proper places. She loved to have everything clean and perfectly organized. Once in the closet she picked an emerald green velvet jumpsuit, the comfiest of all clothing to be at home, and a white tank top. She got dressed in a matter of seconds, not even worried about what Paka could have been doing since he was a very well behaved feline.
Blowdrying her head took roughly fifteen to twenty minutes, so by the time Lucci was back she was already waiting, washing the coffee mugs he brought for breakfast.
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