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[justanassistant]

[Continued from here.]

Kara doesn't remember fully how they ended up back at her apartment after the hot spring. Everything from last night is a haze as the sun falls across her face through the window. Part of her expects it to be a dream, a very vivid dream, but a dream none the less. However, the warmth and weight of someone else in bed with her, behind her, makes certain that it's not a dream at all. She had ended up in that hot spring, and they had been very intimate with each other. Slowly the memories are coming into focus, and it causes her heart to race a little, both because they're really good memories and because this is out of character for her.

She's just lucky it's the weekend, and she doesn't have to be anywhere. Which means she has time to wrap her head around what they promised each other last night, and figuring out how that's going to work. While he's still sleeping, Kara will slip out of bed silently. She'll pull on a pair of sleep shirts and tank top and move to the kitchen to start brewing some coffee. Her apartment is a loft style, with the bedroom only really being separated by some curtains she's hung to give it a little bit of privacy. Which means that the smell of the coffee will easily reach her sleeping companion as she gets out some stuff to make eggs and bacon.

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[thunderthews]

If not for the tantalizing aroma of breakfast wafting through the curtain to assure him he was not alone, Thor might also have questioned whether the previous night had been a dream. The memories come drifting back to him as he rouses from bed and dons his trousers, but more pressing than recounting the words spoken and promises made is the sudden craving for a cup of coffee, and a hot meal. Whatever had happened, it had left him with quite an appetite.

Seeing the lady of the house at work brings a fresh wave of recollection, and he smiles a little sheepishly as he makes his way toward the kitchen area, softly clearing his throat. "Good morning, my lady."