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When Pearl told Garnet to give her three days to herself so she could focus on her studies, Garnet quietly agreed. But that was five days ago and Pearl hasn't responded to any messages in the last couple of days. Which to Garnet says she's probably caught up in more assignments and tests and forgotten it's already been five days and she should take breaks. Garnet was worried at the third day mark already, but she always gives Pearl some time before she steps in. Pearl needs that extra time sometimes, and it gets harder the more worried Garnet feels.

So Garnet decides, finally, that she needs to take matters into her own hands and save Pearl from herself. She prepares a thermos of tea, stuffs a blanket in her bag and goes by Pearl's favorite Thai place and picks up pad tai with tofu, some curry for herself and a sticky rice to share for dessert. She doesn't bother knocking or ringing the doorbell, she uses her own copy of the key to ente Pearl's apartment.

Garnet sets her things down on the table and goes to Pearl's room and opens the door. There, huddled at her desk in the dark, is Pearl, pouring over a book and typing into her laptop. She calmly, not too quietly so Pearl knows she's approaching, places her hand on her shoulder. "Pearl," she says quietly, more a question to get her attention.

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Garnet makes sure to wrap Pearl up in the blanket again, and refresh her tea cup, before heading to the kitchen with the food containers.

"Wait here. Don't get up." Her tone isn't particularly stern, but enough to let Pearl know she really means it. She serves the food out onto plates, then gives each a run through the microwave. It hadn't gotten too cold, so it takes no time at all before she's back at Pearl's side, tucking her legs underneath herself as she sits and hands Pearl her food. This time she has her own food, and nods as she begins eating.

Edited 2015-07-20 23:58 (UTC)

In contrast with her earlier protests, Pearl finds that she's actually perfectly content to do as she's told, this time around. And so she snuggles into her blanket with her tea, waiting patiently for Garnet's return.

The reheated container is accepted with a smile, but it's quickly pulled into a frown once she notices the one between Garnet's hands. "You hadn't eaten, either?" Her voice drops, guilt pinching at her brow. "I'm sorry, you should've told me."

Garnet shrugs, as if she can't fathom why that would have been a problem at all. "I was alright," though the way she's shoveling her food into her mouth would suggest otherwise. "I needed to take care of you first." She holds her hand up, pointing her finger at Pearl. "You, are my--" she flicks her wrist, so the pointed finger is now a one, "number one concern." And she quirks just the corner of her mouth ever so slightly into the barest smile; she is the coolest of cool.

One of Pearl's eyebrows hikes up at the pointed finger, bringing one corner of her mouth with it. Honestly, it'd take a blind person to miss how starved Garnet must be, but it doesn't stop her heart from doing another little flip at the words. Even with her cheeks stuffed with beef curry, Garnet manages to be so effortlessly cool.

(Though there might be a slight bias on her end, too.)

Tucking her knees to her chest and shifting her weight to the side, Pearl leans her head against Garnet's shoulder. "Silly," she scolds her between forkfuls of noodles, but she's smiling down into her meal, and the bridge of her nose is dusted pink.