Fifth Floor Common Room, Thursday morning

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Walter was up. He was whistling. He was, in fact, in an excellent mood. Moving rooms had been the Best. Idea. Ever.

He was working on something that theoretically might have been breakfast for two, if one of the two was a small army. If he finished his cooking before Nadia stumbled by looking for coffee, then she could have breakfast in bed. If he didn't, then she could have breakfast in common room.

All predicated on the idea that she'd stumble this direction rather than another.

Regardless, there would be leftovers to share.

[ooc: Open because it's a common room.0

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[nadiathesaint]

Alas, Nadia stumbled in looking for coffee just a little bit before he finished.

He got a big, sleepy grin for his efforts. "Buenos dias,"

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter poured her a cup of coffee and handed it to her with a smile and a kiss on the cheek. "Good morning."

[nadiathesaint]

Mmmm. Coffee and lips. Heaven. Nadia closed her eyes and hummed happily into the coffee mug.

"Best. Valentines Day. Ever."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter nodded and picked up his own cup. "I could get used to the way Americans celebrate some holidays."

Or did Americans celebrate the way they had? He could get behind the idea of British/Argentine fusion holidays.

[nadiathesaint]

"I'm thinking we should start making some more of those kinds of holidays. At least, the second part. Gift giving would get expensive, after awhile."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter nodded enthusiastically and started to prepare a plate of food. "I guess that's why some people are so scrupulous about anniversaries, but we have more than one first kiss." And their first date didn't really bear dwelling on.

"So, random holiday celebrating the first day the temperature gets into the 70s? And definitely any time the weetiny bunnies appear should count as a holiday...."

[nadiathesaint]

"I approve of both of those, yes. Or when we have a really good day."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"Or a bad one and we need to let the Fandom gods know to cut it out for a while." What they'd done the night before would probably get the gods' attention, come to think of it.

[nadiathesaint]

"Or that we won't let them get us down. We're not afraid of you, Irony Fairy!"

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"Exactly." He set a plate down near her and loaded his own. "You have my complete support for these holidays."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia picked up the plate and started digging in enthusiastically. "I knew I could count on you. For presents, we're going to stick to Christmas, Valentines Day, and your birthday, right? Well, the ones where we have to give presents. We can give each other presents when we want to, too."

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Walter, with the consummate timing of restaurant staff worldwide, waited until her mouth was completely full before asking, "You're leaving something off that list, aren't you?"

[nadiathesaint]

"Mphy phm?" She said, blinking innocently at him, the fork still sticking out of her mouth.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"The list? Christmas, Valentine's Day, my birthday...?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia nodded along, the look on her face above the bobbing end of the spoon one of earnesty and confusion. Then she took the fork out, swallowed, and nodded again. "That's what I said, yes."

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Walter wasn't buying it. "And what about your birthday?"

[nadiathesaint]

Damn. She was so close. She looked down at her plate and stabbed at her food. "I don't have a birthday. This is really good.

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"I know it's good, I made it." Walter dismissed the food. "Then what was it we celebrated last year?"

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia sighed. "The random day that the women at the orphanage decided to pretend was my birthday, so I wouldn't feel left out. It didn't work."

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Walter set his plate aside and frowned. "Why is it a problem for you?"

[nadiathesaint]

"It's just a day! A reminder that I have no idea how old I really am, or where I might really have come from, and that the only family I do know I have are all insane, so I probably am, too."

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Walter put a hand on her elbow. He was going for calm since he didn't want to trot out Oh, well, Germans dropped a bomb on my house on my birthday, but I'm not angsting about it. Much.

"It's a day when people here who have had you make an impact in their lives can tell you that they're glad you were born. Do you want to pick a different one?"

[nadiathesaint]

Since Walter's version of angsting was to be really quiet about something and, hey, he'd never told Nadia about the Germans dropping bombs on his house on his birthday, then what does that say, hmmm?

"That's what they said last year. I just don't like making a big deal about my birthday. Because it's not my birthday, not really. I don't have a birthday, and I'm fine with that."

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

"It doesn't sound to me as though you're fine with it at all or you wouldn't mind the reminder and you'd just appreciate that people here care so much about you."

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia frowned. "Why does it have to be such a big deal? I didn't grow up like other kids did, and I know that. I don't need a reminder that people care about me, and I don't want a reminder that some people . . . didn't."