Timestamp: Mia 41 81383 The sun was barely up, it was warm in the room and quiet too with the exception of the usual city background noise. Fremer slowly began to stir in his bed. A loud yawn escaped Fremers mouth. He stretched his arms out to wake himself and start his morning off. His eye lids begin to slowly open and show his drowsy dark green eyes. With a moan he shuffled his legs out of the sheets and landed his feet on the cheap wood floor. The floor in contrast to the air in the room was cold and sent a chill going up his leg. Fremer slowly got up from his bed and went straight for his dresser. It was more like a stack of clear plastic containers that opened on the sides then a dresser but it played the role. The clothes were organized and neatly folded and stored so finding the a pair of jean and a nice longs sleeve shirt was no problem for him. After getting dressed Fremer opened a small wooden box that contained a assortment of different ear rings which unlike the rest of his stuff had some quality. He picked out two ear rings one which was given to him by a former lover and another as a gift from his mother. Fremer closed his dresser and made his way to his door mirror and looked affectionately at his reflection. hmmm... very nice, very nice. With that thought he opened to door an walked into the living room/kitchen to find Aleut and the thill sleeping. Whatever their relations were they were adorable and obviously loved each other very much. An adoring smile grew on his face and after a minute of admiring the two he turned his attention to the kitchen. He opened the cabinet and pulled out a frying pan and a pot. Then he opened the fridge and pulled out a few ingredients and placed them next to the stove top. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>Sorry it took so long im in trouble in ROTC so i wont be on as much but ill still reply</td></tr></table>
A sound resonated in Aleut’s blank mind and suddenly, he was aware of the blackness that he could see but struggled to make any conscientious thoughts. More sounds came and he realised he recognised those sounds; earthly, cosy – everyday sounds. Aleut lifted his head and opened his eyes, the dark void fading into an array of colour and light. He could see his mother, sound asleep on an unfamiliar couch. He blinked and everything that occurred last night came as a wave. Aleut turned at the site of the familiar sound of clattering metal and he saw Fremer there, preparing the morning meal. Groggily, he yawned followed by a feral shake of his head to smoothen out his white mane that had remnants of bed, or couch, hair. Placing himself into a more comfortable possible, he hung forward and clambered on the floor towards the small kitchen counter, stopping at Fremer’s feet. Slowly, he picked himself off the floor and rose to his full height, “Thanks again Fremer for letting us stay for a while. Do you need any help with that?" Aleut inquired, indicating toward the pile of ingredients Fremer had already taken out, intending to do the cooking himself with them.
Fremer smiled warmly at his guest. It was good to see how he appreciated spending the night. But having company was the greatest reward. Fremer seldom visited his friends and they were usually to busy to come over. Aleut seemed like a nice arden, A little quiet but still nice none the less. <span style='color:blue'>"I think I got it but thank you."</span> Fremer replied, as he turned the stove on. <span style='color:blue'>"So did you have a good nights sleep Aleut."</span> He asked, placing the frying pan over one of the stove ranges. The stove began to get hotter. Fremer pulled out a three small bird eggs and cracked them open one by one spilling thier contents out onto the pan. The area around the yoke sizzled and began to whiten. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td>sooooo late, soooo cold, sorry for the short post.</td></tr></table>
Aleut didn’t feel rejected at having been turned down the chance to play with Fremer’s kitchen utensils. Giving Fremer some room, he moved to the small kitchen counter and learned on it, his furry arms leisurely relaxed in front of him. “Yeah, I did actually," Aleut replied, his eyes giving Tieujyn unnecessary attention. “In case you got curious, that’s my mother* Tieujyn. She collapsed last night during work so I tried bringing her home," he finished, eyeing Fremer while he cooked and then the pan that waft an alluring aroma. The morning was normal and relaxed, like he and Fremer were room mates carrying out their daily routine. The topic of family made Aleut wonder where Fremer’s parents were so he asked, “Where are your parents*?" A/N *I have a sinking suspicion that there’s a name for this kind of thing and the lexicon Dumu gave me either doesn’t cover it or I missed it. xD
Fremer placed a pot over the range next to the frying pan and filled it half way with water. He could see that the eggs were finishing up and before messing with the pan he poured in white grains that looked somewhat like rice but smaller. He pulled out a large plate from the small area next to the sink. <span style='color:blue'>My parents?</span> Fremer asked. He honestly did not know much about how they were doing recently. Fremer put the plate next to the stove and tilted the frying pan to move the eggs onto the plate with the spoon. <span style='color:blue'>I'm sure they are doing great. I haven't really talked to them in the past months. My father is a store owner and mother is a nurse.</span> After moving the eggs to the plate he put the pan in the sink and ran water over it. He could hear a sizzle and saw that the pot was bubbling out. Fremer quickly went over to it and cut the heat down, he picked up the spoon that he used to scrap out the eggs to stir the contents of the pot. <span style='width:100%;font-weight:bold; font-size:10px'>Out of Character</span> <table class='ooc'><tr><td> ok man ive got it done.</td></tr></table>
