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★彡[ ᴀ ꜱᴜʀᴘʀɪꜱᴇ ᴠɪꜱɪᴛ ]彡★

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Kate sat at a stool across the kitchen counter next to Peter, leaning on her palm with her eyes fixated at Yelena before her who shuffled around the kitchen, making pancakes for breakfast while Isabelle was taking a shower.

"You know, if I'm being honest, I never expected you to be the cooking type," the purple archer commented while Peter nodded in agreement.

Yelena raised an eyebrow at her. "And why is that?"

Kate shrugged. "You just seemed like a person who'd be too invested in work and wouldn't have any hobbies."

"I cook because I want to eat. And just because I spend almost all my time working, doesn't mean I'm the type of person that eats those crappy microwaved meals like you two do," Yelena remarked.

"I'll pretend not to be offended by that," Peter stated with mock hurt while Yelena rolled her eyes, sliding four plates of pancakes on the countertop.

The doorbell rung, making their eyebrows furrow as they shared a look. They never got any visitors since Isabelle always told her university friends that she was busy whenever the three came by. Kate hopped off the stool before making her towards the door and opening it. 

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