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[burningblossoms]

[She smiles brightly at the query.]

Yes. Dinner. I've handmade pizza dough and I was going to bake it after class. Since your English class is done after I get finished, I wanted to surprise you. But there's no point in that now.

[Teasing or not, it's a serious answer, and Yukiko's smile is completely sincere.]

So you can help me bake pizzas.

[notyourutopian]

[Eleanor laughed.]

Well, I'm sorry the surprise was ruined, but.

[She moved to slide past her, pausing only long enough to give her a kiss on the cheek.]

That sounds like more fun anyway.

[And then she started packing up her backpack.]

[burningblossoms]

[Yukiko turns a little red, happy with that, her heartstone pulsing once.]

It does sound like fun. We haven't baked together in a while.

[notyourutopian]

Yeah, we haven't. To be fair though, most times we have it's been you telling me what to hand you.

[Eleanor didn't seem to mind at all though, swinging her bag over her shoulder.]

What do you need to do before we leave?

[burningblossoms]

Just my bag. It's on the way out, I packed it already.

[So she'll start towards the kitchen, ready to go.]

[notyourutopian]

[Eleanor just followed after her, occasionally looking at the string between them as Yukiko got her bag and off they went.]

So where's your class anyway? I feel like I should know this.

[A little laugh.]

[burningblossoms]

[out Yukiko goes, trying her best not to stare at the string and walk into things. It works. Mostly. She may bump the couch on her way out.]

It's at McMayer Hall, right in the center of the liberal arts square. No big deal.

[Spinning, she heads off, setting an easy pace so Eleanor can hold her hand. That way they can avoid thinking about the string at least.

[notyourutopian]

[Eleanor was more than willing to hold her hand, it seemed.]

Yeah, I know. But what if you were...mm...kidnapped by terrorists attempting to...free the library?

[There weren't a lot of hard targets in the liberal arts square, were there...]

And I wouldn't have known where to go to rescue you! See? Complete disaster.

[She even managed to keep a straight face as she said all that, somehow.