AS LONG AS WE'RE GOING DOWN, BABY YOU SHOULD STICK AROUND // pafp

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    [center][fancypost=background:transparent; border: none; width: 540px; min-height: 250px; padding: 0px; font-size: 8pt; text-align: center; color: xx; font-family: verdana; line-height: 100%]In response to Adolfo's question, Esther was out of bed and joining him in her kitchen in a matter of seconds. "Mm, I'm gonna have to say kitchen." she responded, manifesting behind him from the shadow-laden hallway that connected her bedroom to the rest of the cramped apartment. In truth, she would have been fine with eating in her bedroom, but the last time she had done so had resulted in a bedful of crumbs and an impromptu laundry day. Adjusting the thin strap of her pajama shirt with one hand, she pulled a chair out from under the table with her other.


    Taking a deep breath, she was met by the warm, tantalizing smell of garlic. In response, her stomach rumbled viciously. "Oh my god, that smells so good," she all but moaned as she plopped down into a chair and reached across the table to pull the boxes closer to her. She hadn't realized the extent of her hunger until now, as eating was something she was oft to forget to do, especially after long or stressful days.


    "Have I mentioned recently that you're my hero?" she inquired as she pried open the larger of the two boxes and was met by the sight of a medium pizza, one half of it pepperoni, and the other half loaded with miscellaneous toppings that Esther, in all her eternal pickiness, didn't glance twice at. She pulled herself a piece from the pepperoni side and, regardless of her lack of a plate or even a napkin, took a large, cheese-packed bite.

    With a grin, Adolfo unintentionally puffed his chest out as he did so when getting praises. Big or small. Glancing over at the fridge, he shuffled over and opened the ice box and pulled out two drinks, making his way back over to the table. Passing one to Esther, he sat himself on a chair and took a slice of his own. Grabbing the slice by the crust and having his hand towards the tip to support it and avoid spilling the toppings.


    He let out a small tune of a hum as he chewed. A gleeful chuckle as he continued to eat. Realizing that he never really answered Esther, he finished with his mouthful before setting the pizza down on a napkin he had been tugging towards him from under the box.


    "Well, m'darling, glad to be of service then. Another successful, I'd say, rescuing." he finally answered when he swallowed his mouthful. Scooting the drink over to him, he opened the can and took a long swig of the liquid. Patting his chest when he had finished letting out a rather loud burp. Raising his hand to cover his mouth, he grinned "Excuse me, how rude of me."