[closed] Mistake still burning but I'm learning like a raptor

[chumpelstiltskin]

who: Dave and John
what: Big boys need a big house, moving out of the communal rooms and into their own place.
when: During the Amnesia event, entirely unrelated to it.
where: In a nice little house somewhere.
warnings: Cussing.

Despite the fact that Dave has lived independently for almost the majority of his life, there's something novel about the experience of claiming a house and moving into it. It's very adult, it's very.. well, normal. Needless to say, no living situation Dave has ever been in has ever been quite so normal, which is interesting considering the fact that he's living in a moon quarantine with the guy he went on an emotionally devastating space adventure with.

Surprisingly, even though he's only been here about a month, Dave has amassed quite a bit of stuff. Nothing big and bulky, luckily, but a lot of clothing, trinkets and technology. He has access to money and modern shopping outlets, he's a dangerous man.

He's claimed a room by dumping his stuff in it, and he's sorted out at least somethings that can be in communal areas. Mostly the ugly things.

It's been a pretty long day, his mind is wiped from the business of moving and the kitchen is obviously empty since they just moved in and Dave has no earthly idea how to cook anyway. He's leaning back on a counter, deciding they definitely need a coffee machine here and coming to terms with the fact that he's fucking hungry.

"Hey, Space-Italian or Space-Chinese?" He says, like John should instantly know what he's talking about.

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[chumpelstiltskin]

Dave tries to hide his horror at the thought of being accountable for his mess, but he's gradually accepting this as a reality.

"Sure. If you have something against homemade instant noodles every night until we die." Surely that's what everyone wants.

"I didn't know you could cook. And I guess. I don't know, I can probably sweep. I'm used to taking the trash out but only in am 80s fight movie sense."

[heirlift]

"I don't think I really can cook? Not like, anything fancy. But I can cook more than cup noodles and ravioli from a can, so..."

Yeah. He's got that going for him. He can cook a protein to the point where it's edible, and make spaghetti, which isn't a whole lot better, but... he'll figure it out as he goes. If he has to take cooking classes to sustain the both of them, then he'll do it. He'll take one for the team.

"I'm pretty sure you can handle both of those. ...what about laundry? Do we need to worry about laundry? I'd kind of like to wear regular clothes every once in a while."

It's been godtier pajamas for long that he'd kind of like to just feel normal for a while and wear a pair of jeans that actually get dirty the longer he wears them.

[chumpelstiltskin]

"Not gonna lie, I'm regretting pizza because I am deeply looking forward to a hot, homecooked Egbert style meal. Do you have a Kiss the Cook apron? Do you need one?"

He's joking, but there's an element of sincerity in it. He's never really had real, homecooked meals considering they never really needed to eat. Sometimes someone would make cake or cookies but nobody ever made something wholesome and filling. He's looking forward to it.

"I think we need to worry about laundry, yeah. Like, I kind of got used to wearing pajamas all the time and it being normal and all but I can't help but notice that nobody else around here rocks up to work in silky, baggy monstrosities."

[heirlift]

"Yeah, you're right."

John pointedly ignores the apron commentary, but he can't even argue when it comes to the laundry issue. More than once, he's been made to feel... a little awkward, and a little childish, more than once. He looks down at aforementioned monstrosities and makes a face. He's starting to sort of resent them, now that other options are more readily available. Sure, he could have gotten a new wardrobe back on Earth C, but it wasn't quite as convenient to him. That's what he got for putting his house out in the middle of nowhere.

"Well. I don't know, before we can do laundry, we need to have clothes, don't we? I think we might be overdue for a shopping montage."

[chumpelstiltskin]

"Maybe if we keep buying new clothes forever, we'll never have to do laundry."

There's just the tiniest amount of hope that, for some reason, John will think that's an awesome and perfectly reasonable idea. He finds himself legitimately excited at the concept of going shopping with John, which is starting to make him feel like this whole experience has been like going on an extremely immersive vacation.

Kind of sad he feels like he needs a vacation from home, but maybe he'll go back with a fresh mind. If he goes back.

He's lucky the doorbell rings at an opportune moment and he touches his nose, turning to John so he can easily see that. "Dibs not."

end this one here?

[heirlift]

The thought of buying new clothes forever seems... weird but actually not that impossible? How many clothes would he ever go through in a year? He's already thinking of the logistics when the doorbell rings, and he looks over to Dave, who has already called dibs on not getting off his lazy butt. John just laughs and shakes his head disbelievingly at Dave. It's not like he practically teleport or anything like that, no, he has to make John get up. Meanwhile, John just kind of floats his way over to the door.

"Alright, but you're getting it next time!"