Luke let Your Majesty eat to her heart's content, happy to see her calmed once he managed to find her food and get it to her-- if she'd kept yowling and meowing with such insistence, the whole block might have heard.<br/><br/>He peeked through the cabinets, feeling a little bit inappropriate as he did so, but he was curious... and his curiosity was rewarded with interesting new knowledge of the man who lived here.  There was a disconnect between what kinds of foods he was finding and what they implied; some were extremely health-focused, would make a Vegan blush with shame at their own diet, but others looked like someone had shoved a corner store into their pantry.  Conflicting messages, which amused Luke as he turned to the fridge.<br/><br/>The fridge looked pretty normal, or at least what most fridges must've looked like: fresh fruit, vegetables... bread, milk.  At first he couldn't find any bacon, just faux meat stuff, but his eye caught a package in the back.  The good stuff he realized as he pulled it forward; grabbing that and some eggs, Luke got to work.  A little voice in his head told him he should leave it all alone, but he was starving, and he was making plenty for them both...  Surely Eddy wouldn't mind...<br/><br/>Luke easiness was disrupted as he heard the front door unlock.  The sound shocked him, spine straight as he heard heels clicking sharply on the floor, and then a woman appeared, brightly colored and walking like she owned the place.<br/><br/>Oh, God.  Did she?  Luke's mind started to race, his heart pounding.  Was she a friend of Eddy's?  Or- or more?  Shit.  Was Eddy taken?  Was she his girlfriend?  Luke hadn't even bothered to ask if Eddy was seeing anyone; he'd just jumped right in, and Eddy didn't seem like that kind of guy, but... Oh,<i>shit</i>.<br/><br/>She stopped and stared, just as surprised as he was, then barked out a question at him.  Luke blinked, eyes wide, and started to stammer out an answer.  He had to justify his presence somehow.<br/><br/>"Uh, um-"  A speck of hot oil sprang from the pan and burned his arm, making Luke step back.  "Luke...  Eddy invited me.  Last night.  Um, he's- he's still asleep..."<br/><br/>Luke knew he looked like a mess: hair wild and unbrushed, the shirt and pants enveloping his small frame.  All he needed were some hickies on his neck to complete the image, but he was certain the woman could guess why he was there even without obvious signs.<br/><br/>Then he smelled the bacon starting to burn, and Luke reflexively shut off the stove-- what else could he do, he was already in trouble...  It had been a bad idea, he should've just slipped out quietly and avoided any confrontation.<br/><br/>"I, uh..."  He blinked at the woman again, a freckled deer standing awkwardly in a home that wasn't his.  "I'll go wake him up.  If you want.  Or, I can just get dressed."  His voice faded towards the end; he'd absolutely not been expecting to meet anyone else, let alone in such a compromising situation.  Thank God he was wearing anything at all.