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« MegaRobo3000 » TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTION Orihime Inoue ✦ Bleach
RESIDENCE ✦ Government Housing
GEMBOND ✦ Emerald

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[leekspins]

Oh? Sure enough, when he opens the door and lets her in, it's a plain apartment with basic furnishings. There's no personal touches anywhere that she can see. Maybe he plans to move somewhere nicer later, but... Hm. Maybe when the weather is nicer she can coax him into exploring a home goods store and get him a picture for his wall, or some books and games, even a cute potholder in the kitchen.

She slips off her soggy shoes at the door, quickly slapping a smile back on as she nods in agreement. "Thanks! I'll be fast!" Just so she wouldn't drip too much on his floor.

Orihime hurried to the kitchen, shoving produce and ice cream into the cooling unit. She'd done her own grocery shopping for a long time now, and knew to group items that needed to be refrigerated or frozen in the same bag, so she didn't have to dig too much. The rest of the items she set out neatly on the countertop off to the side, subtly putting the snacks toward the front to see if Setsuna would show interest in any of them. If so, then she'd bring it with them to the hotel.

"Do you do much cooking on your own, or do you prefer to eat out?" she called to him, since she'd certainly had ample space to store her purchases. Maybe she should ask him over to eat with her more often.

[failed_antichrist]

He would explore anywhere with Orihime, so if she wanted to look at goods store to liven things up,he would go gladly. He's not into books, but something cute, something Orihime likes, sure. He could put something like that up.

There's a curve to his lips, to see Orihime's shoes placed along side his. To have a visitor. Suddenly his little space doesn't seem so lonely.

"It's nice to deal with someone that understands shoes belong at the door. I don't have to tell you not to track them all over," he playfully tells her as he goes off to get dressed.

He comes back in dry clothes, and hands Orihime a dry, thick sweater.

"I like making my own stuff," he admits with a shrug. "That way I have something of home, and don't forget all the stuff Sara taught me. But sometimes I like trying the local stuff. Something new."