Third Floor Common Room [Monday evening]

[weldedtomyspine]

After a week of vacation, Jaime felt like he needed to do something. And since he also wanted to be at least a little bit social, that meant the common room. And that meant cooking.

So there he was, slaving over a hot stove. Well, standing nearby and watching a big pot of chili cook. That was sort of like slaving. Except for the part where he kept stealing bites and frowning. "This is so not spicy enough," he complained to no one in particular.

He started rummaging around in the cupboards looking for something to remedy that. But so far all he'd found were corn chips. Which... well, those were good too.

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[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Besides, you're a Reyes," Hurley said. "That makes you family. Yeah."

"...okay, not really, but still."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Close enough," Jaime nodded.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

Hurley held out the bowl. "Alright dude. Hit me."

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime grabbed a ladle and filled the bowl, "Say when."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"When," Hurley said, when it was full. "So, should I have milk at the ready?"

[weldedtomyspine]

"Eh, it's only got half a habanero in it, so that's your call. I don't know how spicy you like your food."

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Oh, no problem," Hurley said. He took a bite and chewed. "Niiiice."

[weldedtomyspine]

"I know." That would have worked better of Jaime was better at faking smugness.

[likes-chicken.livejournal.com]

"Guard your family secret well, dude," Hurley said, grinning.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Will do," Jaime grinned back.