The Roof of the Dorms, Tuesday Afternoon

[genesishero]

It wasn't that Evan was big on shirking his responsibilities, but this week he was seriously not feeling up to going into work. With Thanksgiving in a couple of days, 'service with a smile' or even being in remotely the right mindset to be helpful to customers was the last thing he could manage, and so he'd handwavily left his boss an apologetic message saying that he couldn't come in today, and he'd spent most of his morning in bed, staring up at the ceiling, thinking and trying to get the heavy weighted feeling out of his chest.

Of course, being a dog owner, it wasn't like he could hide in bed forever. It was a couple of hours into his 'stay in bed all day' escapade that Ozzy decided that it wasn't just time for walkies, it was time to leap up onto the bed to inform Evan of the fact that it was time for walkies by licking his face into submission until his boy relented and finally rolled out to pull on his clothes. And once Ozzy had been taken for a walk, it just seemed like a terrible waste of the day to crawl back under the covers. A tempting waste of a day, but still a terrible one. So, Evan grabbed a book and an umbrella, and he made his way up to the roof. It was cold and a little wet out, but that wasn't a bad thing, necessarily. It was difficult to mope when you were trying to keep your book dry.

... There were worse ways to cope with a case of holiday blahs than reading outside in the rain in November, right? Yeah. Yeah, there had to be.

[Open roof! This kid, sometimes. Honestly.]

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[genesishero]

Evan gave a little smile at that. It was a touch on the wan side, but he was giving it his best effort!

"So you're not alone? That's good to hear. Nobody should have to be alone. And... there's always friends, too, right? People here are still way nicer than the ones at my last school."

[abitlowkey]

"Then perhaps you should celebrate with them," Loki suggested. "I hear tell that families may be made as well as born into."

Or adopted into due to the manipulations of your time traveling, evil, manipulative past self.

[genesishero]

"I don't know if many of my friends here even celebrate the same holidays that I do," Evan noted. "But... I guess there's no reason I can't ask if they'd join me for dinner, at least. How about you? Do you have plans for the holiday this week?"

[abitlowkey]

"We do not celebrate this in Asgard either," Loki pointed out. "But I wish to try sweet potato pie. So, I will be having a feast with my brother."

[genesishero]

"I think you'll like it," Evan volunteered. "Ma used to make amazing sweet potato pie." A beat. "Back when I still thought Ma was real."

So, there was that.

"It's... um... sweet," he finished, lamely.

[abitlowkey]

Yeah, Marvel people problems there.

"Can you make it?"

[genesishero]

For some reason, it was like the roof was full of those today!

"I... could probably, if I had a recipe," Evan replied, blinking. "I think. If what I grew up knowing is anything like how it's done in real life, then I probably could. I'm kind of using cranberry sauce as my benchmark, before I try anything really ambitious, though."

It was pretty difficult to mess up cranberry sauce. Probably.

[abitlowkey]

"You should learn then." For his benefit. "It would be a step toward a true upbringing, would it not?"

[genesishero]

"I suppose," Evan blinked, "if making sweet potato pie is a life skill that nobody should be without."

Of course, pie was involved. So it probably was.

[abitlowkey]

Pie making was totally a necessary skill!

"It should be!"

[genesishero]

"Well," Evan mused, smiling a little as he leaned forward, "then it's a skill you'll probably want to learn, too. Right?"

Because Loki had just said himself...

[abitlowkey]

...damn it.

"I am certain it would be amusing." As he mostly just texted and took pictures for his Twitter followers.

[genesishero]

"We could learn together," Evan offered. "I'm mostly sure the way Ma used to make it is the proper way, and if that's the case than I could probably walk you through learning how, too!"

Because, so help him, the idea of Loki in the kitchen making pie was almost enough to make up for how much this holiday was going to stink.

[abitlowkey]

Rude!

"Then we shall learn together." A beat. "Perhaps also invest in buying pre-made pies?"

[genesishero]

"It's not the same if it comes out of a box," Evan replied, shaking his head. "We could get some for comparison, but nothing beats a home-baked pie done right. It's got something that factory pies don't have, you know?"

Love! Homemade pie had love!

[abitlowkey]

"...of course." IT TASTED FUNNY. DID SOMEONE SPIT IN IT?

[genesishero]

IT WAS DELICIOUS AND YOU SHUT YOUR MOUTH.

"You'll just have to see for yourself," Evan decided, shaking his head. "It'll be completely worth it, trust me!"

Yes, Loki. Trust the miniature Apocalypse. Truuuust hiiiiim.