#efflorescenceofarose

You didn’t even get the chance to put on your usual attire for her (or… take it off), in less than five minutes you were at your transportalizer, zapping all the way to her house and crisis.

You rushed through the place - as messy as always, it had been a while since you’ve visited - only to find her at the counter, in her kitchen.

"This malevolent metallic utensil had the audacity to burn my skin," she spat at the guilty teapot, hissing as she held onto her pulse, a very obvious red flare spreading across her palm.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at first, but you immediately regretted it as you saw the look she sent your way. Grinning apologetically, instead you took her pulse, brought it to your lips to kiss sweetly, promising her your first aid kid was on ready and she didn’t have to kill anyone.