Posted by Ensign Rand Farquharson (Yeoman First Class) in Side sim: Valentine’s Day with Roman and Rand

Posted by Commander Roman Alden (First Officer & Chief Science Officer) in Side sim: Valentine’s Day with Roman and Rand

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Her compliment made him smile again. He was glad she liked them. He set his napkin in his own lap, and then picked up a fork and tried a bite. It was pretty good, he was relieved to find out. He had taste tested during the cooking process, of course, but he was still worried about how the final dish would turn out. But it was fine. He took another bite and then looked up at Rand, watching her reaction to the food. “I thought I’d do something you’d like. We could eat before the dance.”

~ Roman

Rand took a bite and hummed her delight at the food. It was very good. So he did cook himself. Other than the lopsided pie crust Rand assumed he’d cooked this before. It wasn’t a hard dish unless you were going for ‘pretty.’ “It’s delicious, thank you for making it.” Rand was quiet for several minutes, enjoying the food. Breakfast had consisted of tea. She’d skipped everything else that day, too busy with the extra work and she had opted to see Nibbles instead of lunch. She cautioned herself to eat slow so she didn’t either upset her stomach eating too fast, or be so full she got tired. It never occurred to her that she should factor her anxiety into it. She paused picking up her drink and the whole atmosphere struck her. Someone else might find the whole thing cheesey, but Rand felt…loved and a little spoiled.

Rand

Roman smiled at her again as he ate more of his own. Breakfast for him was also tea. And he’d skipped lunch trying to rush through his work so he could leave early. He was glad he’d done it. It wasn’t like he’d never skipped lunch before, and this was worth it. Besides, the shepherd’s pie had turned out well. He just needed to not eat so much he was too tired and sluggish to dance well. It was cheesy if you asked Roman. Having cushions for the chairs that weren’t shaped like hearts would’ve helped. At least Rand seemed happy with it, that’s what mattered. “Thank you. I’m glad everything turned out well.”

~ Roman

The cushions were over the top, and that is what convinced Rand he meant for it to be cheesey. Just to add a bit of silliness to help her relax. Rand didn’t think about it too much, but Roman seemed to have a way of making things easier for her when he was around. Rand smiled, “It did. Thank you, this was a wonderful surprise after such a busy day.” Rand managed to finish most of the plate. The pie hadn’t been overly dense, but she didn’t want to be sluggish. She would save the rest. It was good. She set her fork down and her napkin next to her plate. One more bite and she’d be stuffed.

Rand

“You’re welcome,” he said, clearly happy she liked it. Roman finished his entire serving of the pie. When they were both done, he stood and started stacking the dishes on the tray they’d come up on. He checked the time, 1845. He’d expected dinner to take about that long. “Once you’re ready, we should get ready for the dance.” And then he could give her the little gift when she came back. That seemed like a good plan.

~ Roman