Pasta (story 23)

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It's been a while, huh? Sorry I never post here, I've been posting more of my stuff to ao3 lately, so you can look there if you're really interested.

Miryenn walked into the silent apartment, tossing her keys onto the small table as she walked further into the empty living  room. She glanced around, noticing the lack of noise. Puzzled, she wondered 'shouldn't Coriander have been home by now? Where is she?'

Coriander's classes had been out for at least an hour now, so where could she be?

'Maybe she's in the bedroom? Or the study?' Miryenn thought, but a quick check of both rooms confirmed that she wasn't there. Standing in the middle of the study, she checked her phone, 7:35 p.m. written across the screen along with a lack of new messages.

"Her classes let out at least an hour ago, so where could she be?" Miryenn mumbled, pacing.
"It's movie night tonight, so it isn't like she would have ditched without telling me..."

It was then that Miryenn noticed the cool breeze filling the room and spared a glance upwards, noticing that the trap door was propped open slightly.

Quietly, Miryenn stuck her head out the small door, peering onto the roof and catching sight of her girlfriend with her knees drawn to her chest, staring out at the twinkling city lights. She frowned slightly at Coriander's wistful expression, deciding that that just wouldn't do.

Miryenn retreated back into the apartment, shutting the door silently behind her.






Ten minutes and some miraculously burnt noodles later, Mriyenn emerged onto the roof once more, this time bearing two mac-n'-cheese-filled mugs and an oversized, fuzzy blanket. She pushed one of the mugs of poorly-made pasta into Coriander's hands, startling her slightly. Coriander turned towards her, only to have the blanket thrown over her head. When she managed to pull her head out from underneath the fluffy fabric, she looked at Miryenn, who returned her gaze with a soft smile.

Coriander chuckled slightly before inviting Miryenn under the blanket with a smile of her own.
Miryenn curled up next to her, pressing a small kiss to her cheek before staring out at the bright city lights.

Thanks for reading!

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