"You're not wrong." He takes a step back, holding the knife out away from him as he uses his hand to gesture at the way his jeans are currently hanging loosely off his hips thanks to the lack of belt keeping them in place. "See? Not cool of the pants to be doing this, I've got company over. Bad pants, bad." He steps back toward the counter to continue working on the mangoes, letting his tongue poke out of the corner of his mouth as he furrows his brow in concentration.
Of course, that concentration is fully destroyed at Raleigh's dough bed description, and he gives her a look of mock indignation. "Seriously? Yeasty, seriously, you had to go there?" He picks up a piece of the mango and throws it at her with a grin, shaking his head as he clears the cutting board and sets the limes on it. "For the record, you're super intimidating, okay? Like, I'm definitely shaking in-- well, I'm not wearing boots right now but rest assured, if I was? I'd be shaking in them."
Easy banter is truly one of Coop's favorite things, and he can see himself fast-tracking this girl straight to the top of his Contacts list because it's been however long since they'd exchanged more than a few words, and he's already having a great time. It's cemented when she says that Spencer deserves more than what he's been dealt so far because it means she knows exactly what he's been through and even though it sometimes makes him physically sick to think about it, he nods his agreement.
"I... Well, the last time I really talked to him was at the funeral, that was after he got released and everything. Told him I was in his corner and shit, but we haven't really exchanged more than a few hellos here and there since. I don't know, maybe anything else just brings back too many memories."
He shrugs again as he sweeps the limes off the board with the knife and works at wiping the board clean before getting to work on the chicken. "Anyway, yes, you're invited. I don't know why you look so surprised, I consider us very close now that you've practically groped my kitchen."
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Of course, that concentration is fully destroyed at Raleigh's dough bed description, and he gives her a look of mock indignation. "Seriously? Yeasty, seriously, you had to go there?" He picks up a piece of the mango and throws it at her with a grin, shaking his head as he clears the cutting board and sets the limes on it. "For the record, you're super intimidating, okay? Like, I'm definitely shaking in-- well, I'm not wearing boots right now but rest assured, if I was? I'd be shaking in them."
Easy banter is truly one of Coop's favorite things, and he can see himself fast-tracking this girl straight to the top of his Contacts list because it's been however long since they'd exchanged more than a few words, and he's already having a great time. It's cemented when she says that Spencer deserves more than what he's been dealt so far because it means she knows exactly what he's been through and even though it sometimes makes him physically sick to think about it, he nods his agreement.
"I... Well, the last time I really talked to him was at the funeral, that was after he got released and everything. Told him I was in his corner and shit, but we haven't really exchanged more than a few hellos here and there since. I don't know, maybe anything else just brings back too many memories."
He shrugs again as he sweeps the limes off the board with the knife and works at wiping the board clean before getting to work on the chicken. "Anyway, yes, you're invited. I don't know why you look so surprised, I consider us very close now that you've practically groped my kitchen."