A Cute Night In

If you asked Lara Abreu what cutest thing she'd seen in AFW since her arrival, the answer was simple. The sight of her quick friend Julia Hiroshi turning up to her abrupt feast with a cake near enough twice her size! Still gleaming from that successful party, she'd make efforts to turn little Julia into something a bit more solid than acquaintance. The two had fought in a match where Julia had prevailed, but Silver as ever was not the sort to hold grudges. If anything, the extreme dedication, passion and cunning Julia had showed in their match had made Silver a little envious of the girls wrestling ability!

Clad in a fluffy jumper a few sizes too large along with black leggings, Silver had for a change made sure to clean her apartment thoroughly. With ingredients for a stir-fry besides her wok, and plenty of drink, she'd lazily lounge on her couch, flicking through the channels waiting patiently for Julia Hiroshi to turn up for their night together!

It wasn't long before Lara heard a knock on the door. "La...Silver!" Julia called from the other side of the door. She giggled a bit as she remembered hearing Lara introduce herself that way multiple times during the party. Julia stood in front of her new friend's door wearing a tight pair of jeans and a white shirt. Unlike most days today Julia's hair was jet black, her natural color. Since she really didn't have much to do with the AFW going on for a little bit she didn't feel the need to stand out as much as usual.

Julia knocked one more time. The gymnast wasn't exactly the most patient. She had no choice though but to wait for Lara with a bag of chips in one hand and salsa in the other. She hoped her choice of snacks would be appreciated. More for her though if they weren't. Julia finally got closer to the door before trying to look through the peep hole, hoping to see anything.

Silver's face turned to a contorted smile the moment she heard the knock, followed by a voice she recognised. She'd introduced herself many a time to the party-goers as La-Silver, yet she could only imagine one mocking her for it.

With a skip to her step, she'd rise, almost hopping to the door before pulling it wide.

"Boooo...you suck.." Silver smiled, teeth baring as she gave the girl a honest look before reaching in, arm already raised, as ever keen to greet her fast friend with a big hug. Albeit this time, trying her best to neither squeeze the girl like a sponge, nor knock what foods she held!

Julia giggled as her big friend gave her a hug. She was glad that this time she wasn't getting crushed. "Haha careful with the chips." The gymnast commented as she tried to wrap her arms around Silver and hug back. "And hey I forgot to ask, do you prefer Silver? Or no?" Julia asked, wondering if she'd been calling her friend the wrong name all this time. Regardless of the answer, she'd try to squirm out of Silver's grasp and quickly make her way inside. She had an awful case of the munchies and didn't want to wait much longer to munch on something.

Once inside Julia would look around. She was impressed by how clean everything was. Her own place was a pigsty right now and she was a bit jealous of Silver's apartment. "You've got a really nice place." She commented as she set her stuff down.

Silver's hug wasn't of her usual crushing variety, both out of fear of crunching Julia's gift between the two buxom frames, and out of fear that she'd cuddled the beauty too hard and too much already. She'd let Julia go quickly, shutting the door behind her as she started a little hum.

"Oh...Erm..I really don't mind~" Silver giggled, bringing a hand to the back of her head as she as ever remained completely unsure of what she wanted to be known by. Shaking off her tiny awkward moment, she'd shuffle over to the hob, flicking the gas on and soon lighting the one underneath the wok.

"Thanks...I only really tidy up when I have company coming..." Thinking back to the few times she had actually bothered to clean up, Silver soon figured she should probably invite her friends round more if solely just as motivation to clean.

After pouring oil into the wok, a low flame set to heat it up slowly, Silver would take the chicken from out of her fridge, soon unpacking it and placing it on  her chopping board. Going to work with a knife, she'd be careful not to make Julia feel awkward after already gesturing to the girl to make herself at home.

"So...what's new?"

Julia followed Silver to the kitchen and watched her prepare the food. "Nothing's too new. Just school work and working out really. What's cooking with you? ...Well aside from chicken." She responded. She opened her chips and began to munch on them before offering the bag to Silver and then putting them down on the counter.

"Anything you want me to help with? I make a meeeeaan stir fry!" The gymnast giggled and leaned herself against her friend. She didn't even wait for an answer before searching for some veggies that she could clean and cut up. Even though she was a guest she felt guilty just watching Silver cook.

Finding an onion, Julia grabbed it and started peeling away the top layer before tossing it into the garbage and putting the rest of the onion next to Silver. She looked around for a knife and after several seconds of searching she just looked at Silver with puppy dog eyes and made a chopping motion by the onion.

Silver had already adopted a quiet hum as she went to work, turning every now and then to see what Julia was up to, and of course to make eye contact with her guest as she spoke. "Ahhh, just matches and stuff...I guess...Nothing fresh..." Pondering, Silver began to consider her a past-time that she first considered nothing more than a hobby was soon evolving into a full time job. She couldn't exactly complain.

'Love your work, and you'll never work a day in your life' and all that.

Turning her head once more after hearing the rustle of the girl's bag of chips, Silver's eyes would go wide as it seemed her guest had switched into the role of assistant chef. It was an act of kindness on Julia's part of course, but given Silver's expression, you could perceive that she took it as a disaster.

"NoooOOooO!!!" She'd scream, with a playful tone, hands to the back of her head after putting the knife down. "You're my guest!" Stepping towards Julia, still giggling, she'd gently try to nudge the onion out of the girl's hand, before gently shuffling her away from the cutting board back in the direction of her stool.

"Bad Julia! Bad!!

"No, hey, wait...SILVER!" Julia pouted as she was shoved away and out of the kitchen. "I wanna help though." She tried to explain. She could see her friend was having none of it though and just rolled her eyes. "Fine...but when you come to my place don't even TRY to lift a finger." She joked and gave the larger girl a light punch on the shoulder before taking a seat. She knew she was the guest but it just felt mean to watch as her friend did all the work. Nothing she could do about it now though.

Julia kicked her legs back and forth on her seat as she watched Silver cooking. Her mouth would start to water at the thought and smell of good food. "Sooooo...Whatcha got planned there?" She asked, curious about what was cooking. She had forgotten about food today and was looking forward to it now. "I've never actually seen someone cook in a wok, is it different?" She continued to rattle off questions for her host.

Silver's face was a mixture of a pout and a giggle, her arms high behind the girls back as she prepared to forcibly lift Julia a little if she didn't willingly vacate the cooking area. "No help! Only eat! Baaaaad!" Smirking as she talked in a purposefully childish tone, Silver couldn't resist gleaming a little at the thought of visiting Julia's own home, perhaps with the idea of a regularly set 'playdate' in mind.

Once Julia had settled back in her spot, Silver would continue with her preparation, finishing off the chicken before sliding it into the oiled wok. The small sizzle of cooking meat would fill the room with a modest smell, which did no favours for both watering mouths.

"NO QUESTIONS...ONLY EAT...!" Again throwing a childish tone, Silver shot the girl a small non-serious glare, before she nearly bursting out in a giggle.

"I'm thinking just chicken stir-fry..." Waving some noodles she had already boiled and sieved in a bowl, Silver would resume cutting the vegetables as the meat began to cook, starting with the onion Julia had already peeled. "It's just sorta...a super big frying pan...I guess?"

"But I..." Julia started before forced out of the kitchen. She'd quickly start asking questions, always eager to talk, but was met with resistance. "But I...SILLLLVERRRRRR!" She whined, kicking her legs on her seat. She sighed and couldn't help but crack a smile as Silver giggled. Julia just shook her head and stuck her tongue out at her friend. Finally the gymnast would get some answers, not that what Silver said meant too much to her.

It wasn't long before the smell of food permeated the air. Julia was practically drooling. She didn't want to ruin her appetite with any more chips so the gymnast would think up a different solution. She'd get up and carefully make her way to the kitchen. Julia tried to sneak past Silver and peer around her shoulder. If all went well the gymnast would try to reach out and grab a scrap of food to get a small sample of what was in store.