Room 429, Tuesday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Getting out and appreciating being back on Fandom? Reno wasn't up for getting out and appreciating being back on Fandom.

Reno was up for sitting in his room, really. Sitting was good. He'd gotten sleep and he'd handwavily done his morning training with Ghanima, and sitting by his window smoking seemed to be the order of the remainder of the day, at least until radio.

Sitting at the window, reminding himself why it was he always figured Turks don't date.

He was going to go through a few packs, today.

[Door's closed, and post is open, but with an "I leave for work in half an hour and then have Radio tonight so expect super, super slowplay" warning.]

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Yurika laughed and stood up, holding out her hand. "Busted, Red. So busted. Tell you what? Let's go get some real food at one of those new places in town. Maybe then your brain might start functioning again."

"Then you can call Rude while we wait for our food, and we'll figure out the rules."

[raspberryturk]

"Food. Rules. Two concepts I think I can manage to keep pretty straight in my head for the time bein', yoto."

He smiled a sheepish, tired, somewhat lopsided smile, and he nodded, and he made his way for his door.

Food. And then rules.

This is why girls existed, Reno figured. They got all the brains in this operation, or something.