MHA #3; Thursday Evening [07/09].

[died8yearsago]

So, the heat frying out all the electricty on the island put a slight hitch in Rosa's plan to just ride out this laundry strike thing by being her usual anti-social self and hiding out in her apartment until it was over. Which was still definitely a plan, but one made slightly more annoying by the lack of air conditioning and other creature comforts. She was maybe about a step away from just dealiing with the fact that her Fandom Gladiator singlet (a little more approriate than the last remaining set of underwear she was wearing now) would just have to do as clothes until she and her bike could get off this island for a while, but there was probably one thing she should take care of before she did that.

come over and help me eat all this ice cream in my freezer before it all melts.

Well, two things, but that text would serve as a catalyst for the second, although Rosa was wondering if she should put it off until things were a little more normal around here again. But she also knew that if she put it off now, she'll probably put it off forever, so she just needed to get it done, get it over with, and move on.

So she sent the text, turned her phone off to help save the battery in case this blackout went on for a while, and went to go light some candles. While actually feeling somewhat grateful that at least the heatwave meant there'd be no way to tell that some of that sweat wasn't from the heat, but instead from the stupid nervous feeling in the pit of her dumb stomach.

At least the windows were all already open, though, in case she needed to make a get-away.

[[ for he of the tightest of pants and the slowest of plays ]]

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[what_the_shock]

"These aren't the only clothes I have left, I'm only wearing it for your benefit," Miguel dutifully parroted as he came in, looking her over appreciatively, too.

"You would think a generator wouldn't be hard to build, but I can't find any batteries or power cells anywhere, so unless I want to power it off of potatoes, we're out of luck. I'm considering the potatoes, though."

[died8yearsago]

Hmmm. Somehow, Rosa didn't quite believe him on that one, but she wouldn't complain, this was great.

"How many potatoes would that even take?" she asked, wasting no time in moving to the kitchen, finally cracking open the freezer. Lingering a little bit at the not-even-that-cold-anymore air that hit her when she did.

The noise she made over it would have been embarrassing if she cared enough.

[what_the_shock]

"I think the modern terminology is a fuckton," Miguel said, somewhat distracted by that noise. It would have been more distracting if it wasn't so shocking hot out.

"I was thinking of going for a swim later instead."

[died8yearsago]

"A swim sounds amazing," Rosa seemed to melt a little at the idea, before she scoffed. "Knowing this place, though, I wouldn't be surprised if the water's almost boiling right now. But, thankfully, in the meantime..."

She held out a pint for him, followed by a spoon. "There's ice cream."

[what_the_shock]

Miguel took them both, and saluted her with the spoon. "Ice cream. Do I get a choice of flavor? Not that I'm picky right now."

[died8yearsago]

"Well, that one's espresso," said Rosa, because she KNEW you, Tightpants, "but if you want something else, I probably have it."

Why did she have so much ice cream?

Well, were you going to to tell her you could watch Nancy Meyers movies without ice cream? Amatuers.

[what_the_shock]

"I knew you cared." Miguel clutched the ice cream to him. "I couldn't even make coffee this morning!" Did you feel his pain, Rosa? "I left a jar of water with grounds sitting outside; maybe it'll boil."

Or he'd end up making sun coffee - was that a thing?

[died8yearsago]

It was now!

"That's one of the saddest things I have ever heard," said Rosa, who definitely sounded suuuuper sad about it, too, as she grabbed her own carton.

[what_the_shock]

OMG it is a thing.

"It really is." Hey, he could own up to it. "But I'll take this instead." He opened the carton and dug in. "Oh, man. I don't know if the caffeine or cold is better. How much of this are we going through, anyway? Enough to eat, or enough to bathe in?"

[died8yearsago]

"One of those options," said Rosa, popping off the top of her own, "would lose its charm real quick. Although I guess if you wanted my help slathering you in ice cream..."

It did sound kind of great if you didn't think about it beyond the first few minutes.

"I'm sure a place covered in melted ice cream isn't even the weirdest way someone could lose a security deposit around here, anyway."

Well, look at that, was that an attempted segue? It was definitely an attempted segue. Rosa was not...great at segues. But she tried, digging her spoon in and scooping a little mint chip into her mouth.

Just get it out there, Diaz.

"Papers on the new place are pretty much finished," she ventured. "Probably looking for contractors next week for the remodels.."

[what_the_shock]

"New place?" Pardon Miguel; he was trying to decide if being slathered in ice cream would be worth it. "You found one, then? How much remodeling'll it need?"

[died8yearsago]

The stickiness, Miguel! Think of the stickiness! And there were some major bee issues on the island at the moment...

Rosa shrugged, eyes on her spoon digging into her ice cream for a moment. "Not much," she said. "I went by earlier this week to make plans."

And, feeling like if she didn't say it now, she wouldn't say it at all, so she'd better say it now, right?

She looked up from the ice cream, looked at him, lifted her chin.

"You should move in with me."

[what_the_shock]

Miguel blinked. "Yeah?" He shrugged, doing his best to keep it casual. He was...slightly successful. "Can't afford the rent on your own?"

Miguel, that was not it, especially on Fandom.

[died8yearsago]

And that...was a very Tightpants response, and Rosa was grateful for it, because it meant that it was a little easier to mask the breath of relief that escaped her as a small snort..

"Yeah," she said, "that's definitely it. I'm surprised anyone can afford to live on this dumb island."

[what_the_shock]

"I mean, my roommates keep disappearing; something has to be driving them out."

Miguel took another bite of ice cream and pointed his spoon at Rosa. "You want a live-in cook, I need a decent kitchen."

They were doing this, weren't they? He'd never even lived with Dana, and he'd been engaged to Dana.

[died8yearsago]

Rosa never lived with Pimento, and they were two steps down the aisle at one point.

But Rosa had also been with Tightpants longer than she'd even known Pimento and that relationship was really not a good margin for anything.

"Trust me," she said, not even hiding a smirk, but she wasn't really trying to, either, "once you see what I have planned for the kitchen, you're going to be begging to live with me."

[what_the_shock]

Miguel eyed her and smirked slowly. "I could go for that. Not in this heat," he clarified.

[died8yearsago]

"Well, damn," said Rosa. "There go all my plans for the rest of the night..."

[what_the_shock]

"Wiring up enough potatoes to run an a/c?" Miguel asked innocently.

[died8yearsago]

"I have maybe three potatoes," Rosa informed him, "but I bet you can make it to Turtle & Canary for more pretty quick. I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to see this in action."

Also, you know, A/C.

And here she didn't even think about potential blackout potato generators when she thought of this whole move-in-together scheme, either.

[what_the_shock]

"It'd take about a thousand potatoes to power this place overnight," Miguel said. "It'd probably take us at least that long just to wire them up. We could always hit the mainland for a real generator."

[died8yearsago]

"Or just a hotel room, " Rosa pointed out, especially since her ice cream was already starting to lose a significant amount of its ice properties.

[what_the_shock]

"Or just a hotel room," Miguel agreed. "One of the ones where they give you robes to wear and have a laundry."

Yeah, Miguel was more slurping the ice cream than spooning it now, but that caffeine was not going to go to waste.