[ as predicted by her earlier, nic has been lazy all afternoon. she's not a slob, per say, but there is a definite untidiness to the apartment. which is all well and good for day to day living, shedoesn't have anything to prove, but when you're trying to impress in the early days an as-yet undefined relationship? safe to say dirty dishes and laundry piles almost as big as nic herself won't do. by the time he arrives it's looking presentable, the kitchen is clean, the front room no longer has empty pizza boxes on the coffee table, and her room is no longer occupied by a floordrobe. it's almost like she's a responsible adult, frankly.

( she hasn't actually done the laundry yet, it's in the spare room. keep the expectations low )

when she answers the door it's half flustered, as though she'd literally just been shoving said laundry in spare room because she'd lost track of time - which is exactly what had happened, because being a responsible adult escapes nicola always. she tugs the door open with a grin though, never mind that she has one hand in her hair and an elastic in her mouth because she's halfway through tying it up. ]

Right on time! Come in, come in. [ she kicks the door open as she gets back to scraping her hair back into a loose bun. ] Is that mexican? If you brought me mex I might pledge my undying loyalty to you right here and now.