Coffee Date (for coffee_elf)

Ziggy was in no state for visitors when the message came. After replying he sprang from the floor to get his make up done and picks out something to wear and just socks since they probably won't be going out. He feels like someone should give him an award for getting ready so fast before heading to the kitchen to put on coffee, the best he has, and warm some soup; an odd Anthean recipe that Thomas recited to him from a time when there was still water on Anthea enough to make this kind of dish. The snow outside made warm food and drink the best idea for others, even if Ziggy was unbothered by it.

Then he sat down to try and not appear as if he had been racing around like a maniac to get himself, food and the townhouse ready for company. Then he bounded back up remembering he would nee mugs and bowls. It felt so strange to be nervous but then, back home anyway, the topic Rando wanted to talk about was so taboo that even incredibly close friends didn't know. It was dangerous for them to know. Maybe the nerves were normal.


[from here the Townhouse]