[At least she thought he might. She won't argue though if that's what he prefers.]
[Once they've got everything bagged up and ready to go, it's off to the bakery. It may be closed, but the smells of sweet spices still lingers. Orihime unlocks the door to let them in, passing through the darkened dining room all cleaned up with chairs on the tables, into the kitchen that's dark and still, and up the double staircase that leads to a small landing with two doors.]
That one is all yours. But we can eat together!
[Neither door is locked, and she walks right in to flick on the lights and shed her shoes. It's small and neat, with a low round table near the TV and plump cushions scattered around it. Orihime hangs up her keys.]
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[At least she thought he might. She won't argue though if that's what he prefers.]
[Once they've got everything bagged up and ready to go, it's off to the bakery. It may be closed, but the smells of sweet spices still lingers. Orihime unlocks the door to let them in, passing through the darkened dining room all cleaned up with chairs on the tables, into the kitchen that's dark and still, and up the double staircase that leads to a small landing with two doors.]
That one is all yours. But we can eat together!
[Neither door is locked, and she walks right in to flick on the lights and shed her shoes. It's small and neat, with a low round table near the TV and plump cushions scattered around it. Orihime hangs up her keys.]
Make yourself at home!