Yay! Chapter 2 is coming up soon, so here's replies!
rndmnwierd: It'll be Sayu's reflection, but not exactly Sayu. KAMEISHIGE FTW!
Yuu: I'm so out of touch with FF terminology, it's not even funny.
FIM: It'll get more intriguing, and an Ace will fall!
Mikitty-saikou: Well I needed something for Narcissism, and KAMEISHIGE FTW!
wordsworth: It won't require payment, it'll do something else
stefy: *gives snacks to help pass time*
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As I walked out the door, I hit the button on the elevator, and strangely, it gave off a red glow instead of its usual gold. The elevator took a while, but it got up there eventually. I hopped in, pressed the button for B2 (Eri's floor, she liked the bottom!) and waited in the elevator, inching down on its cable...when suddenly, there was a loud snap, and the levator crashed down at a terrifying speed. It's like those drop things at amusement parks, except I wasn't on film on Haromoni, and I wasn't strapped in. Great, my hair was ruined, my makeup was smeared, and to top it all off, I couldn't go back up to my room. So, I pried the door open, and after a while made my way out of the wretched contraption. Eri greeted me, apparently she was waiting in front of it for me.
"You're late"
"You didn't hear that elevator crash down into your floor and then nearly kill me?"
"Nope"
Apparently Eri was oblivious. More oblivious than Tsuji. But still, there was Spaghetti, so I didn't care.
She served up the spaghetti in a large, elegant crystal bowl.
"Fettuchine A la Alfredo de Panchetta"
"And that means what exactly?"
"Fettuchine with a bacon-alfredo sauce. I found the recipe on some Marcella* girl's website"
"Hmm...sounds good, so let's dig in!"
And so she and I began to slurp our spaghetti. It tasted very nice, just rich enough so it wasn't a gel, nor was it runny like water. The sauce complimented the pasta perfectly: a rich sauce for a thick pasta.
"Wow Eri! THis is actually really good...never thought you could cook this well!"
"I never truly expose my inner chef. It's a really little known fact, but I love to cook!"
"Wow...and to think I thought you just ordered them here from that Italian place that's coincidentally nextdoor, had delivery service, and has their bags in your kitchen around a plate of Fettucini Alfredo"
"And you say this why...?"
"Because it's true, the delivery guy's probably coming back now to find he was shorted payment by you. Don't worry, I left out what I guessed was the payment you forgot. Plus a little tip, too."
"Wow...you're good...exact change what I didn't pay him and everything"
"Yep. Say, you want to watch a movie? I brought over Kagami**"
"Never seen it, but lets do it! Hold on while I get us some pyjamas" Eri rushed into the other room, faster than Kago seeing shortcake...which is at least 247.9 km/hr
Anyways, we watched the movie together, in fuzzy pyjamas, on her circle bed, on her 9-panel LCD wall, which she got as a present from the rest of us. But what struck me as really odd was that this looked like it happened to me...the new boyfriend, the ominous seemingly-nothing laughter, the narcissism...it was too scary. Not only that, but the set for Hakano's mansion looked nearly identical to my penthouse! Suddenly, I saw a flash outside my window, and the roll of thunder was deafening.
Kamei sprang up (knoching over me, because I was on top of her) and ran screaming to the spot between her bed and her floor (which was reeeeeally a tight fit) I tried to fit, but kept getting stuck at my "assests" which kept making me blush and made Eri's nose bleed. Suddenly,there was some momentary shaking, and Eri's bead cracked, and fell on top of the two of us, narrowly missing my head, and a board fell onto Eri's.
"Fuck" she yelled. "I knew this bed was too cheap"
And so, we lay there, under her bed, neither of us wanting to move. Our heads were close, we were turned towards each other, and that's when it happened.
She kissed me, ever so softly, but oh so passionately. It seemed heavensent,and it was happening to me. Then, we slid out of that bed, and locked the door.
*Marcella Hazan, a famous Italian cook
** Kagami is also known as "The Mirror" and is based on the same novel as this is.
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