<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e2Z3BBd.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name:</strong>Kindle<br/><strong>Real Name:</strong>Kenna Cochran<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Kitchen<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:20 AM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Anyone<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Anything goes<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://farm8.static.flickr.com/7539/27863993652_f2ec130028_b.jpg) (https://scontent-atl.cdninstagram.com/vp/c8fc535864009a3edb627adbad3f3ce0/5CBE552A/t51.2885-15/e35/46818701_349651168919393_6680462807931014762_n.jpg?_nc_ht=instagram.fhel4-1.fna.fbcdn.net)</div></div><hr/>"Four?" she asked with a laugh as she poured coffee into a large mug and added some cream and sugar to it until it was just right. "You got yourself a deal. Though, I may not be moving anytime soon," she added as she took her mug to the table and fixed herself a place to sit. Sinking one finger into her hot coffee, she stirred it around for a moment before taking her finger back out and sucking it clean. She did hate to dirty a spoon when she really didn't need one.<br/><br/>Lifting her mug with both hands, she sipped the delicious beverage, savoring the flavor while she waited for breakfast to be ready. Her eyes watched Remy while he cooked, hers hidden behind her mirrored lenses to avoid eye contact with anyone around her. She wished she was as confident in herself as Remy seemed to be with his eyes. He was so handsome and his eyes just made her swoon, though she tried her best to hide it. It was something about the fact that they were the same as hers and how he surely knew the pain she felt anytime someone became startled by them. Perhaps not, but she could hope. And that accent! He was just so perfect!<br/><br/>Her hidden gaze was broken by his question, making her stop to actually try to remember what she had to do today. "I think I have class soon-ish? Maybe? I haven't really memorized my schedule yet. Breakfast first, apologize for being late after. Good plan, huh?" she asked as she got up from the table and walked over to see how her french toast was doing. She didn't stand too near to him, choosing instead to watch from afar so she didn't get in his way. "Anything exciting in your world? Other than making breakfast for everyone?" she teased as she pushed the bridge of her glasses back up her nose as they had begun to slip down.