[When she hears him through the door, she can't help her chuckle and the roll of her eyes. Of course he wouldn't knock.
Still, she walks over, barefoot on creaking floorboards, and throws the door open to him, eyes traveling over him. She raises an eyebrow with a smile as she leans against the door.]
What, no flowers?
[She makes way for him to step inside, tucking hair behind her ear.]
Food's almost ready. You don't need me to tell you where to sit, right?
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Still, she walks over, barefoot on creaking floorboards, and throws the door open to him, eyes traveling over him. She raises an eyebrow with a smile as she leans against the door.]
What, no flowers?
[She makes way for him to step inside, tucking hair behind her ear.]
Food's almost ready. You don't need me to tell you where to sit, right?