Week 1 - we have bananis... and avocadis... (Closed w/ Devika)

The Ticket to Heaven competition hadn't improved any of Nate's provisions any, so he was still stuck with the same slop he'd been imbibing for the past couple of days. It wasn't enough for him to actually complain about, but he was beginning to miss actual food. How long had it been since he'd had a hamburger? Or anything of substance aside from this awful oatmeal concoction?

He stared at a bowl of it, both him and the substance looking utterly devoid of any hope. This stuff reeked, and adding salt or pepper to it didn't help much. Nate poked at it with a nearby fork, and still it refused to budge. This was getting more and more hopeless by the minute.

An idea popped into his head, and he rummaged around in his jacket pocket before pulling out a packet of barbecue potato chips he'd nicked from the pantry. Without opening the bag, he went about poking it in various locations, crushing its contents. When the chips had been ground into small pieces, he opened the bag and poured it out into the gruel. After mixing it with the fork, he took a bite, and...

...Nearly spit up what he had just eaten. This was getting worse by the minute. Nate sighed.

Devika had taken comfort in food. It had been her salvation for years, now. Considering all Devika had money to spend on was the luxuries within her own home, and she wouldn’t ever let anybody else inside her house... food was her solace. Her personal grocer, Ferdinand, had picked up food from a store that had been stocked international things. Chocolates from Switzerland, or Hasenpfeffer from Germany.

While she had enjoyed the luxury of cooking and eating normally again, she had noticed Nate’s frustration. She felt empathetic. He had been kind to her on the first day. Paid attention to her anxiousness. She had noticed him standing by, wanting to socialize... but seem a bit on edge.

She could understand that.

And, maybe, she could give him a helping hand like he once did for her.

Sitting next to Nate, she had opened and close her mouth repeatedly for a while, before all she could squeak out was a small, “H-Hi, Nate.”

He was so caught up in his food stuff that Devika's squeak made him jump a little, and his fork clattered onto the table. But his shoulders relax when he sees that it's just her. He may not know what hasenpfeffer is, but he at least knows that she's probably not a threat. Not an overt one, anyway.

"Oh, uh... girly." Her name escapes him at first, but he immediately remembers it as soon as the words leave his mouth. "Devika," he adds on. "Hi." He tries to push the bowl of slop out of her line of sight, though it's still fairly visible on the table.

He tries to ignore it. "Congrats on the whole 'heaven' thing, by the by," He puts one hand on his hip and gives her what he hopes is a grin. "Must be nice."

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» Week 1 - Game Talk [Private RP - Chen/Devika/J.C.]
» Week 1 - Team Meeting [Private RP - Chen/Devika/J.C.]
» Vent O’s [Closed RP w/ Bertrand and Birdy]
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