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Started March 25, 2021 by @murphysgirl

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The truck began to slow down; Nora looked around. "This is your building, right?"

“Yeah. That's mine.” he nodded, seeing his building drawing closer. “And we’ll finally be able to relax for the night. … You and Bit are welcome to stay as long as you want.” he added as his lights flickered pink again.

Nora's lights flickered pink as well. The truck beeped softly, and Nora looked at the dash.
"It looks like this truck doesn't have the auto-park function," she said. Surprising - Edison usually had the highest-end things. "I can park it, if you want."

Cor rolled his eyes with a smirk at the information but shook his head. “No. That's ok. I'm sure I can handle that much.” he said, carefully taking control of the truck. Though he kept it on autopilot for a little longer to get a feel for how the truck responded before turning it off.
It really wasn't that bad. It was definitely easier than flying a Recognizer and a lot of the same principles of driving a lightrunner did actually apply, allowing Cor to park easily enough… Though he may have accidentally bumped the curb a little.

Nora decided to keep her mouth shut about the curb bump, instead giving her bun a final tug to make sure it was secure before clambering out of the truck. Thunder rumbled. It was just starting to rain, fat drops falling onto Nora's pink hair and the sidewalk around her feet, pattering on the roof of the truck's cab.

Cor blushed a little as he turned off the truck. “Sorry about that.” he quickly apologized before climbing out of the cab. He raced around the front of the vehicle and joined Nora as he felt the rain starting. “Come on. Let's get inside.” he smiled, pulling his jacket up a little as he headed for the door of the building.

Nora smiled at the way he pulled up his jacket, hurrying after him. Bit was sheltering near her neck, underneath her chin, pulsing nervously.

Cor smiled back easily at just seeing her smiling. It made his code all warm and tingly in the best way that he couldn't find words to explain. But for now, he pushed that thought aside and opened the door for her and Bit.

(Don't we just love finals and roommates' creepy boyfriends who give you panic attacks)

Nora rushed inside, relaxing in the blast of warmth that enveloped her.

(oh, ouch! You ok?)

Cor quickly followed, letting the door close and shaking off some of the water. “Well, that was fun.” he laughed as he fixed his jacket.

(Well I tried talking to my roommate about it and she kind of blew up at me, and my dad, who's a lawyer, says he might help me get a restraining order on her if I need to because she's very verbally abusive and manipulative)

No, Bit beeped, floating out from behind Nora's shoulder, but ducking back behind at another flash of lightning.
"Bit doesn't like the rain," Nora explained, with a small smile.

(Yikes! … Well that's a… I'm glad your dad is going to help you.)

Cor laughed again and was tempted to shake some more water off towards Bit, but seeing the little rascal’s reaction to the storm he held back the idea. “Alright. Well, everyone's entitled to their opinion.” he shrugged with a smile. “Come on. Let's get upstairs and dry off.”

(Yeah. Fortunately, I have a week and a half left of having to deal with her, and then I can cut her out of my life forever.)

Nora nodded and smiled, heading for the elevator. She was cold. "Do you have a fireplace?" she asked, having forgotten if there was one the last time she was here.

Cor shook his head at the question as he hit the call button on the elevator. “Unfortunately not. Getting an apartment with a fireplace is a little out of my price range.” he admitted. “But I can warm us up some good energy and I got some nice warm blankets and towels, and a good viewscreen.” he smiled, apparently not bothered by what he did or didn't have.

Nora smiled, nodding. Curling up under a blanket with Cor… that sounded so nice.
The elevator slid to a stop in front of them and dinged softly, the doors sliding open. Nora stepped in, finger poised over the buttons. "Which floor are you on, again?"

Cor smiled back and followed her into the elevator. “Fifth from the top.” he pointed out, not surprised that she didn't remember considering her condition the last time she was in his apartment. “It’s one of those two-floor levels because of the loft space.”