Spaceman may have had his ridiculous obsession with bananas, but recently Donna had developed a similar passion for ice cream. Green tea ice cream, in fact. All those trips to Japan for Haruhi's schoolwork had given her a taste for the frozen delight that could only be sated in one way
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In the absence of the regimented training exercises of the Ptolemy, Lockon was keeping himself fit doing sit-ups in his room. Unconciousness for a month'll play havoc with your fitness levels, however, and it was hungry work.
Hence, why he was making his way into the kitchen, rubbing the back of his neck with one hand, with the vague plan of making himself a sandwich or something. The TARDIS fridge was always well-stocked, he'd find something quick and easy.
Seeing Donna upon entering was unexpected, but not unwelcome. He smiled, and nodded in greeting.
"Hey, Donna. Snacking too, huh?"
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Oh, and here was the resident eye candy. At least for Donna. She hadn't really talked to him much. He'd arrived badly hurt and she hadn't wanted to get in the way of that, then he was always with the girls and she knew Haruhi liked her one-on-one time with people. It wouldn't be right to but in like that when she'd been so upset at the time.
Didn't mean she didn't like to sneak peeks at his bum on occasion. The man was nothing if not good looking.
"Gotta keep from getting skinny as the Spaceman!" she said and held out her pint to him, "Want some?"
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