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Old 05-21-2012, 02:40 AM   #209 (permalink)
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Even after a week's time, it was still incredible and surreal to be holding Lewis' hand like she was as she lead the two of them towards the kitchen. After tickling the pear with her free hand, Kurumi looked over her shoulder shyly at Lewis and tucked some of her long black hair behind her ear. Taking a small step forward, Kurumi gently tugged on his hand, almost as if she needed to remind herself that she was holding it, and entered the kitchen where she immediately removed her bag from over her shoulder and set it on one of the counters. She still didn't let go of his hand, enjoying the feeling of their fingers laced together too much to even think about letting go, as she rummaged though her bag for something.

"Where...did I put it..." she blushed with embarrassment. Had she forgotten to pack it? That would be rather embarrassing now, wouldn't it? The very thing she had invited Lewis to come do and she had forgotten her recipe notebook. Lifting a book she had checked out from the library on dragons, Kurumi's shy smile widened when she found what she was looking for. "Here it is," she chirped, turning around a little so she was leaning against the counter only now dropping her hold on his hand so she could clutch her notebook with both of hers. "Here, Lewis, pick one," she instructed as she handed the notebook with all sorts of colorful sticky notes sticking out of it.
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