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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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[Huff.]

Can't all be grass...

[Picks up a new one and just starts flicking every green bit from it. He'll just use salt, then.]

[ Laughs as she cleans up and starts taking off the apron. ]

Am I allowed to clean up and wash my hands inside or is that cheating too?

[Even high, he can spot a good negotiation situation, and his head yanks itself up to look at her as he chews on his lip before letting go.]

Maybe.

[The same word he said earlier, but in an entirely different tone. Not something he'd poke her cheek while saying, but something he'd cross his arms and fix a good stare for - though he enjoys both about the same amount. They're both fun.]

Well considering how much you like the food and how LITTLE I had to work with, I'd say I earned it.

Then I'm coming, too.

[Grass picking is suddenly abandoned as he stands, bowl in hand, and reaches out for the rest of the supplies.]

It's your house. I'm not gonna stop you.

[ She gets up and brushes off her hands, reaching behind her to untie the apron as she heads into the house. ]

[He fully intends on carrying every dish back to the house, just in case she should spill something. This way, it won't happen.

So yep, just gathering up every pan and dish into a big stack and hoisting it all up.]

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