[ Tbh Lelouch is already putting himself in charge of the budget. Whatever Milly thinks of spending, he's going to make sure everything is organised and as cheap yet as effective as possible.
She'd come here to yell at him for not contacting her and then for being so rude as to not helping her out with her party, but here he is, as if it's so natural to him to... assist. ]
Much more Chroma than I should reasonably have. [said teasingly, but truthfully. go big or go home, and she's not going home (again) any time soon (maybe).] I've earned a lot, though.
[and she's earning even now, warm in lelouch's arms, sliding her hands up and down his chest. who knows, another kiss or two might take care of catering, but another kiss or two might lead down a slippery slope she's not sure he's ready to navigate yet. even if she wants to lead him there, she won't. that's a choice he has to make himself.]
Having a lot doesn't mean it should all be spent at once. [ Hm... if it's outdoors, then he'll have to think of decor already. Right.
He lets go of Milly without so much as a warning, stepping further into his apartment to get a notebook and a pen. No, not that one. That's his diary. Ah, this one. The brown one with the hardback where he puts all his notes for day-to-day stuff. Don't mind him, he's already listing down expected expenses. ]
[and just like that, the magic is over. she doesn't want to let him go, but that brilliant mind of his is already working, probably planning faster than she ever could. still, it was wonderful to kiss him again. she can only hope she'll get to do it again soon.
crossing her arms, she watches him carefully, studying him as he sets to his task, and for a brief moment, she thinks about all the other times he's done this for her, how natural it must be for him. it's been so long for her... more than that, this is something she thought she'd never experience again.]
So soon? My, my, Vice Prez-- [she laughs, the nickname sounding so silly, but tasting so sweet on her tongue.] You don't disappoint. I'll leave you to it, then.
[but before she goes, she approaches him and presses a gentle kiss to his cheek, in gratitude.]
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[ Tbh Lelouch is already putting himself in charge of the budget. Whatever Milly thinks of spending, he's going to make sure everything is organised and as cheap yet as effective as possible.
She'd come here to yell at him for not contacting her and then for being so rude as to not helping her out with her party, but here he is, as if it's so natural to him to... assist. ]
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[and she's earning even now, warm in lelouch's arms, sliding her hands up and down his chest. who knows, another kiss or two might take care of catering, but another kiss or two might lead down a slippery slope she's not sure he's ready to navigate yet. even if she wants to lead him there, she won't. that's a choice he has to make himself.]
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He lets go of Milly without so much as a warning, stepping further into his apartment to get a notebook and a pen. No, not that one. That's his diary. Ah, this one. The brown one with the hardback where he puts all his notes for day-to-day stuff. Don't mind him, he's already listing down expected expenses. ]
I'll give you an update tomorrow.
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crossing her arms, she watches him carefully, studying him as he sets to his task, and for a brief moment, she thinks about all the other times he's done this for her, how natural it must be for him. it's been so long for her... more than that, this is something she thought she'd never experience again.]
So soon? My, my, Vice Prez-- [she laughs, the nickname sounding so silly, but tasting so sweet on her tongue.] You don't disappoint. I'll leave you to it, then.
[but before she goes, she approaches him and presses a gentle kiss to his cheek, in gratitude.]