WHO: elliot alderson & sarissa theron.
WHERE: elliot's place.
WHEN: day or two after
this post.
WHAT: Sarissa goes to crash at Elliot's because she's being terrible to everyone. Also meeting internet friends irl, rad.
WARNINGS: who knows, I'll update as necessary.




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( It just raises so many questions. Does the acidity of the pineapple not make the cream cheese curdle, or do you just spread it on there? Are they blended together? Okay, maybe only the two questions, and she considers for a moment. )
Reckon it'd be okay to use canned pineapple? ( Because, I mean, she's writing the idea down. Apparently her own pickiness with regards to food is less strict when it comes to potentially hideous dessert experimentation.
And, still looking down at her piece of paper, she points to Elliot. ) Watch out, I reckon I could make a great vegemite and chocolate cheesecake. Just watch me.
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[ KANYESHRUG. He's not eating vegemite cheesecake. ]
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You don't have cheese whiz in Australia?
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Pretty sure. We got some fucking nasty version of vegemite with cheese in it, but.
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I've changed my mind, man. I don't know if I want to let you cook for me anymore, not when I'm in danger from your Australian tastebuds.
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( She tilts her head, and shoots him a grin, even if it just lasts a second. ) It's bloody terrible though. Had a spoonful once because I thought it was the regular stuff. Almost as bad as bloody Promite, which far as I figure is like some nasty ripoff that people get— well, I guess it's the Australian emotional equivalent of cheeze whiz.
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[ He isn't arguing very seriously though. Seriously how are their IRL conversations exactly the same as their stupid banter online? Just endless arguments neither of them are invested in winning. ]
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( She goes to the fridge, and pulls out a can of guinness, holding it up, an eyebrow raised at Elliot in a silent question of whether he'd like one. And, with a quick glance to the can, she smiles a little. ) Chocolate and guinness, heaps better than vegemite.
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Beer and edibles, pretty good if you can find the crossfade.
[ He agrees, which makes it obvious he maybe isn't in this for the taste of the foods. Still, he's a lot nicer when he's stoned, friendly to the point of almost normalcy, and he can feel the buzz starting to manifest in a low hum beneath the skin, behind his eye sockets. ]
Choc-mint is the winner. You might have to take it away from me.
[ Because the more stoned he is the better food tastes and the more stoned he's gonna get eating it. ]
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And the crossfade will be found. Diligence, determination, some shit like that.
( Or by googling recipes, maybe that. Let other people's diligence etc have paid off. And Sarissa smiles - not a grin, but a bit more real than some of her more ridiculous smiles. )
Do you want me to take it away, or are you bein' polite? 'Cause I don't mind if you demolish this. I can make Tiger a new one.