MCA #5, Friday

[electrocynic]

There was a note on Sarah's door today:

Let's not.
Don't mention meta for Voldemort.
Thanks.

It was mostly for the benefit of her next interaction with a takeaway delivery person. This weekend was going to be one of junk food and truly terrible television with absolutely no informational or otherwise current reality-based value whatsoever. She didn't want any well-meaning delivery people bringing up anything to mess with her cocooning.

And, hey, if it also worked on anyone that decided to drop by for a visit without food, all the better. Because seriously, she wanted everyone to just shut the fck up for a couple of days. Just... shush.

But the best way to ensure that people did that was to just lay on the couch in ratty sweats and a t-shirt with only the telly for company. It was working well for her, so far.

[ooc: Open post, referencing this note on the door of a dance school in Helsinki.]

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[electrocynic]

On that point, they were in total and complete agreement.

Sarah pulled back and away from him, but only so she could take him by the hand and lead him through the living room, over to the bedroom. "Yes, you better focus on things that matter."

[uncertain_dume]

Oooh, by the hand? Well, Kanan was feeling practically doted upon, now. Not many people took him by the hand for anything, especially not to lead him to their room for backrubs and other activities. He certainly wasn't complaining, mind. He was following along, a faintly intrigued, mostly amused look on his face as he held on right back.

"I mean, honestly," he mused, "if I start paying attention to the wrong thing, I'll probably have at least a smack coming to me, won't I?"

Because hi, Sarah was right there.

[electrocynic]

"Oh, more than just a smack," she told him as they made it into her bedroom, and she turned to face him again. "Well, as long as there's been a safeword picked in advance."

She was kidding! ... Mostly.

"Welcome to the bedroom."

[uncertain_dume]

Safeword, huh? Kanan was certainly not about to complain about that.

"You know, every time you take me on a tour of your apartment, it gets better and better," he mused. "Does a tour of the bedroom involve a stop at the bed, by any chance?"

[electrocynic]

"Of course." She could even go ahead and give him a tug towards said bed right now. "'S sort of the main attraction, isn't it?"

[uncertain_dume]

"Oh, no, it's most definitely a runner up." This statement had to be accompanied by a leer, so that there would be no question at all that Kanan was referring to Sarah as the main attraction, of course. "But I'll be more than happy to have a closer look all the same."

Yes, there was certainly no mistaking that thing they were stopping at for anything other than a bed. There was also no mistaking the way he was reaching to pull up on her t-shirt for anything other than an offer to help her change into something more casual.

[electrocynic]

In a truly surprising turn of events... Sarah did not object. In fact, she held up her arms to make it that much easier. Extra casual was a good goal, and one that she and her braless state were well prepared for.

"Feel free to take a closer look at anything you want."