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[The tent was old and way too big for just two people, but he'd gotten it years ago for cheap and like hell was he gonna go buy a new one when this one did the job. Well, as long as it didn't rain - from his crouch at the entrance he looked up between the trees - still clear skies, mild weather, and a light evening breeze.

Maybe he should try to find a tarp anyway. The house might be 15 meters away but goddamnit they were camping, and if it rained they were gonna be prepared. He took a moment to stick his head back into the tent, going over all the supplies for the eleventh time... Finally pulled back and stood to light a cigarette, satisfied.]

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[Bel what did you just do.]

Food.

[FOOD.]

[ Made him a very happy boy. She nods and smiles, pulling out the two bowls she brought out before spooning some food into them and handing him one. ]

Careful. It's still hot.

[He's scrambling up from the ground as soon as she confirms it, basically jogging over to snatch that bowl up and - getting his hands burned for it. All that happens is both the bowl and his silly ass landing with an oof onto the ground near her, though, as he pokes at it.]

Smells great.

[Just sayin'. Hghghhhh he wants this right now.]

Told you it'd be done sooner if you just busied yourself.

[ She hands him a fork as she sets her own bowl down to cool, making sure to turn off the cooktop and she doesn't care what he says, she will be putting leftovers inside. She will NOT waste good food. ]

If -

[Nope too busy poking at things, like that will make him be able to eat them more quickly. And then he's trying to get all of the leftover into his bowl, to... mixed success.]

Ah, you're spilling it.

[ Crawls over to help him and pick up the rest so it doesn't attract bugs or ruin his grass. ]

It's...

[It's in his bowl now and he is trying his motherfucking hardest to keep it to himself. Maybe he can. Pick out the grass when she isn't looking, or something.]

Fine.

[Just staring off into the distance and trying not to grit his teeth over it.]

[ If she sees him trying to pick grass out of what she's picking up she might just laugh her ass off. He doesn't have to eat the stuff that's been on the ground but if he's hungry enough for it, hey-- to each his own, right?

Once she's picked up the food on the ground and tossed it in another bowl to take care of later she reaches for his, using his fork to try and maneuver what's IN his bowl to the center so no more will fall out. ]

There.

[Well, he's certainly considering it... when it comes down to it he's just as bad at keeping leftovers as she is. A little grass isn't going to stop him, so while she's poking around in his bowl he's trying (and failing) to sneakily peer over her. Assess the damage the ground has wrought upon the leftovers and all that.]

Uh, [her hair's in the way, huff] thanks.

No problem...

[ She sits beside him and gives her food a sniff before she starts digging in, blowing on each bite before taking it. Considering what she had to work with, this has turned out really good-- and considering how high she is, she's only realizing just how hungry she is. ]

[Seeing her eat right in front of his face snaps him out of it - he'll fix up those leftovers later. And in typical fashion, he pretty much begins inhaling his food, stubbornly ignoring how hot it is.]

[ Just don't burn your tongue, Broer.

She glances up at she eats, watching him devour his food and smiling. ]

Glad you like it.

[Just pauses and blinks, owlishly, before swallowing and nodding once and sharp. Then he raises a brow, like why wouldn't I.]

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