Nick Burkhardt (
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[After talking with Julian and Kagerou on the journals and promising to drop by their rooms with dinner, Nick heads down to the kitchen. Monroe isn't really coming out of his room at the moment, either, which means Nick is pretty much just a food delivery service tonight.
Maybe he should try to get tips.
After grilling up some chicken, potatoes, and bread, and slicing up tomatoes and cheese, Nick brings the lot up to the barracks. He stops by Julian's room first, knocking on the door and announcing his presence.
He picks up some ale before he goes to Kagerou's room, because hell, if Kagerou's human, he might as well have some beer, too. Even if it isn't an Oregon microbrew.]
Maybe he should try to get tips.
After grilling up some chicken, potatoes, and bread, and slicing up tomatoes and cheese, Nick brings the lot up to the barracks. He stops by Julian's room first, knocking on the door and announcing his presence.
He picks up some ale before he goes to Kagerou's room, because hell, if Kagerou's human, he might as well have some beer, too. Even if it isn't an Oregon microbrew.]
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[Julian's teasing too. He doesn't wear the same grin as Nick, but his eyebrows are raised and there's a tilt to his lips.]
No... I do.
[He knows he's trapped. If he wants food, he's going to have to wake up early. The thought of it makes him pout, but he really wants more food.]
Wake me up and I'll be there.
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[But Nick doesn't really mind. He's glad to get Julian joking like this, he kind of figures it doesn't happen all that often.]
You'll have fun. And breakfast'll be worth it, I'll let you pick what you want.
[And eventually, Nick'll get him helping in that, too.]
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[Julian snickers. He really doesn't get to joke around all that often, especially not here. It puts him in a better mood, and there's no longer a pout on his face.]
It's a deal.
[He eats the last bit of food left on the plate and gives a small, quick nod.]