'She came back...' She rolls her eyes at the thought. 'Well duh, it's her apartment of course she came back, way to go there! Now to just slooowly back away without alarming her.'
Elise hasn't seen Natasha standing there and just starts babbling loudly upon entering her apartment. "I didn't know what to get so I just got a lot of stuff. Some healthy and some not so healthy just in case you feel like junk food is the way to go."
'Okay.. so I'll just stay for a little bit and then I'll leave. Only thing I have to do is come up with an excuse. Better make it a good one, Negovanlis 'cause she is doing all of this for you. Shit, she's doing all this for me... I can't go I have to stay and just buckle up so to speak. You haven't done anything wrong! Well.. you've ended up in her bed cuddling up to her for god knows how long and you just put her shirt up your nose.. god.. Can't get any worse then that right.... right?'
Elise swiftly turns around not expecting Natasha to stand in front of her and almost drops one of the bags by the surprise. "Woah Nat.. hello there!" She notices the clothes Natasha has picked out as she looks her up and down giving her an approving nod with a smirk. "Looking goood, Negovanlis!" and gives her a wink as she puts the bags down on the kitchen counter and throws her coat over one of the chairs at the kitchen table.
'Or she just goes off randomly complementing you for wearing her clothes and looking good in them. Nothing to read into that... at all. Just pull yourself together and DON'T BLUSH!'
Feeling her cheeks warm up by the complement she internally curses herself and tries to hide her face as she walks over to the counter to help Elise put everything away and to, of course, check out what she got from the store. She clears her throat as she opens up the first bag "Let's see! Cheese, off course. Donuts yas! Mmm chocolate.. Naaah no way chili chocolate, you shouldn't have!" Elise snorts as Natasha's mouth falls open when she takes out a jar of Nutella and spots the bag with bread sticks in the second bag. She holds it in front of her as if she was holding some sort of holy grail. "Elise! You... are a fucking godsend!" Elise starts to smile widely at Natasha's reaction.
"Well they don't call me the junk food queen for nothing.. actually come to think of it nobody does.." Elise looks up with a questionable frown but a grin appears a moment later, "-but they definitely should!"
Natasha takes one bread stick out of the bag and holds it as sword, bringing it down to Elise's shoulders. "I hereby crown you, Elise-" she gives a questionable look by narrowing her eyes.
Taking the hint she quickly answers, "Janae." with a big smile.
With nod and a smirk Natasha continues with posh accent, "-Janae Bauman, Queen of the junk food." resulting with Elise laughing out loud. 'See! Everything is normal. You've got this. No worries.'
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With all of the groceries put away the girls end up lounging on the couch. Natasha with her bread sticks ready to be covered with Nutella and Elise with chocolate chip cookies, cheese and her own version of junk food, kale chips. She proudly looks at her collection. "Such a well balanced breakfast." Elise says with a wide grin, earning a playful snort from Natasha.
They ended up watching some cheesy old black and white movie that's playing on the TV but halfway through, Elise is regretting her choice of food as she is lying down on her back on her half of the couch with her feet hanging down the side of the armrest. Her head rests on a pillow and there is a half empty box of cookies on her stomach.
In the corner of her eyes she can see that Elise is squirming a bit on the couch.
Unable to focus on the movie anymore Natasha tries to look anywhere except at the general vicinity of Elise but can't help it that her gaze ends up with her anyway, who at that point looks up at her. Feeling caught looking at her she tries to cover up her action. "Are you feeling okay?"
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Lost (Negovanman)
Fiksi PenggemarLet's face it, anxiety sucks. On one night Natasha's anxiety got the better of her and she finds herself walking the city at night only to end up standing in front of an intercom holding up her hand, aiming her finger for one particular button.