[Don't worry - Hawks thought about this. His door is unlocked, a ballsy move from the number two hero. If a villain is going to come after him, he assumes it'll be through those huge window panes, rather than the front door.
He leans his head back over the couch cushions, beer hovering in hand over his lap.] Come in!
[Hawks can't smell the chicken - not yet - but his stomach groans nonetheless. The thought of food is enough to leave him hungry. And it isn't the half-can of beer that's left his cheeks just slight tint of pink.
[Cocky number 2 hero or no, it's still pretty dumb to leave your door unlocked, Hawks.
Anyway, with the greeting called out and barely heard through the door, Natsuo does slip in and lock it, taking a glance around the dark apartment before going to deposit the bag of food on the coffee table.
If Hawks wasn't going to get up to let him in, he wasn't going to get up to eat, either.]
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He leans his head back over the couch cushions, beer hovering in hand over his lap.] Come in!
[Hawks can't smell the chicken - not yet - but his stomach groans nonetheless. The thought of food is enough to leave him hungry. And it isn't the half-can of beer that's left his cheeks just slight tint of pink.
His appetite isn't the only thing whet.]
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Anyway, with the greeting called out and barely heard through the door, Natsuo does slip in and lock it, taking a glance around the dark apartment before going to deposit the bag of food on the coffee table.
If Hawks wasn't going to get up to let him in, he wasn't going to get up to eat, either.]
Hey. Started without me, did you?
[The drinking, not the cleaning.]