Idol meets Other (Elata and Kylana)

[ElataDiscordia]

The woman grinned. "That's right. She burns enough calories in a normal day that she needs to eat a lot to sustain herself. And it's surprisingly not through uncontrolled shaking in fear at the thought of being social." Hilda laughed at that. A louder ding came from the speaker and the doors slid open with a soft sound. "Here we are. Just down this hall a bit."

[Kylana]

Erik laughed at that. "Good point, she sure does seem to love her dancing. It's a good thing that I'm already fairly nocturnal or she probably would've kept me up all night." He chuckled, not meaning Lise any ill will. It was so strange to see a hallway without trash being left out everywhere or hearing couples arguing. All of the lights were in working order since there was nothing to hide, so alll in all it was a nice change. Having a roommate again made him a tad bit nervous, but at least they weren't romantically involved... that always ended messily.

[ElataDiscordia]

Hilda nodded and led him to a door, then handed him a key. "Here's your key. She's probably waiting." with a teasing wink, she took a step back away from the door, which looked like it opened outwards.

Lise was indeed waiting right inside the door, fidgeting and jumping from one foot to the other slowly, nervously. Was he really going to live there? Was this really happening...?

[Kylana]

Erik took the key from her and thanked her, tucking it away in his pants pocket. "Honey, I'm home!" Erik laughed, hoping to dispel some of Lise's nervousness. She looked adorable fidgeting like that, like a child on Christmas morning. It wasn't exactly what he had expected, but he was pleased nonetheless.

[ElataDiscordia]

Lise squeaked, then turned red, shutting the door in his face. "J-jerk!" she managed, then cracked the door open to peer out. "S-sorry." She was still red.

"Y-you're a poo-face." she managed as she opened the door all the way. "I-it's g-great in here...!"

[Kylana]

"Wha...hey! I'm...sorry?" Note to self, no 'I Love Lucy' lines. "And hey, I've been called much worse." He peered around her to look inside and had to agree. Even with what little of her own decorations were up the place was definitely feeling like home already.

"So, does that mean that I can come in?" Erik grinned at her and stepped inside.

[ElataDiscordia]

The girl giggled at him. "G-get in here! T-the appliances are all s-steel, so they m-match my table! W-we went furniture shopping, so we h-have beds and stuff..." She nodded rapidly and rushed in eagerly. The apartment's base decor was very modern and simplistic. No wallpaper, thankfully. The walls had well-polished wood panels.

[Kylana]

"Wait, a new bed? As in... a frame? Did I sell my soul without knowing it?" News kept getting better and better, and it made him just the tiniest bit wary. Like a piano was due to fall on him at any moment now. "This is just too much. Thanks for letting me live here with you... I feel so spoiled now." He took a few steps into the living area and turned around a few times to take it in. Very clean, indeed, and the wood was a nice touch. He gave the kitchen a quick tour, then sought out what would be his bedroom. One room already had half-unpacked bins sitting in it so he moved on to the second one.

[ElataDiscordia]

The girl nodded. "U-um, y-you still pay f-for half of the r-rent." she told him with a small laugh. "A-and I know k-kung fu a-and dance at w-weird times... A-and I can practice h-here, s-so I w-will... At r-really weird hours." She grinned and giggled, then hurried to finish unpacking.

Hilda was laughing at the two from the doorway, moving out of the way as the moving men arrived with Erik's things.

[Kylana]

"Even so, it's still a helluva deal. And I tend to keep pretty weird hours anyways, so I don't see why that would be a problem." Erik did a double-take. "What what, kung-fu? I don't even know why I still get surprised by you... and hey!" He quickly looked around, realizing that there were now movers about. They would both kill him for saying anything about that without total privacy. "Um... yeah. So, an actual studio, huh? Awesome." He grinned at Lise sheepishly.

[ElataDiscordia]

Lise giggled. "I d-don't know k-kung fu." she admitted. "T-this is s-so much n-nicer t-than the other a-apartment! W-we should m-make b-breakfast!" she suggested, but squeaked and hit as Hilda gave her a scary look.

"Lise, remember the eggs? Do you remember the eggs?" she asked ominously.

"S-shutting up!"

[Kylana]

"Hey, you never know..." Erik shrugged at the girl.

Erik thought back to the moving van conversation and tried to remember if this was one of the things he was told not to mention, but decided that was eggplants and not eggs. "Do I want to know about the eggs? I don't know if I should expect tragedy or hilarity with that story."

[ElataDiscordia]

Hilda looked at him, then laughed. "When she makes eggs, she makes too many. Think... an entire dozen cooked up in any way she can think of." She shook her head. "And then when you stop eating halfway, she nearly cries... and then you get sick." she explained.

[Kylana]

Erik gulped. "Wow, that's... that's going in the tragedy category. And I'm suddenly not in the mood for eggs, no offense Lise." His stomach still growled audibly at the mention off food, though, and he put a hand over it in embarrassment. "Apparently breakfast in general isn't out, though."

[ElataDiscordia]

Hilda pushed to the kitchen. "Let me handle this, kids." she told them, leaving the two alone in the lounge area of their new apartment.

Lise was pouting. "But... I l-like eggs..." she objected weakly after Hilda had already left the two. The idol's expression was one of heartbreak.