Merp. I'd like to soap.
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"I ruined the ice creeeeam," he groaned, sitting himself on the counter. "Why did you need aloe vera?" He had wondered what he could have possibly needed the gel for. Nothing in his room would have could a sunburn. Maybe he had a rash of some sorts?
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"Oh. That's too bad, we should buy some later." At Louis' question, he shifted on his feet, leaning against the counter on the opposite wall from him. "I have.. Solar urticaria," he said, showing off his burned hand. "I'm allergic to sunlight."
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"Oh my," Louis gasped out, observing the burned portion of the body part. "Why didn't you tell me? I could have been more careful!" He shook his head. "I'm so sorry." His eyes lit up after he said that due to a knocking on the door. He tilted his head.
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Harry shrugged, feeling at a loss for words then. He was glad that there was a knock, because it distracted away from Louis potentially further questioning about his 'condition'- solar urticaria wouldn't have caused a reaction through the window, but then, most people wouldn't know that anyway. "Who might that be?" He asked.
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"I'm not sure!" He dragged his way to the front door and slid open the peephole. There was a dirty blonde head of hair and pale skin waiting outside of the door. "Oh!" he exclaimed, grabbing the doorknob and pulling. "Sorry, Niall." The younger boy shuffled in, first noticing Harry. He awkwardly waved.
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Harry saw the other, too, thinking about what a funny name he had. He smiled and waved back, saying, "Hi, I'm Harry."
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Niall had his guitar over his back, and so he pulled it off with the use of the strap. He wearily waved to the stranger. "I'm Niall," he told him with his Irish accent. He waved to them and hopped off to his bedroom in order to get some rest. Louis looked towards Harry, apologizing. "He does a lot of stuff at night, so he's tired in the day."
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Harry watched the guy walk off, shrugging to Louis' apology. "It's okay, I get it. Is he your room mate?" He pulled himself up onto the counter to sit, crossing his legs.
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"Yeah. He's a pretty good one, too. Not annoying, keeps his stuff straight, the whole deal." He strided back into the kitchen. "Do you want anything to eat for breakfast? I'm willing to make it, though I'm not able to do the fancy stuff."
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"That's good. I have a room mate. Well, kind of. He's not usually there but whenever he needs a place to stay I let him in." He nodded at the offer of food, though it wouldn't make him any less hungry. "Yeah, anything is fine."
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"Oh. That's pretty nice of you," he complimented after learning this fact. His arm reached out to grab the bag of English Muffins sitting on top of the toaster. He would make both two of those and eggs for the side. That would be a satisfying breakfast, especially if served with a tall glass of orange juice.
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Harry shrugged; if he didn't let Zayn in, the guy would probably find his way in anyway. He watched Louis start making breakfast, and contemplated helping him, but decided to just watch.
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He first placed both English muffins into the toaster, since he had the luxury of a double sided toaster. He rummaged through the cabinets for a frying pan, eventually pulling a red one fron the left corner cabinet. Canola oil was sprayed onto the pan and he grabbed the carton of eggs from the refrigerator. "How many eggs do you want?"
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"Two, please," Harry asked, still watching Louis. But, he noticed that that blinds were open, and as the sun rose the light was slowly creeping its way towards him. The best way to avoid it, he saw, was to just move towards Louis, so he did, hopping off the counter and going to stand next to him.
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"Can do." he nabbed a bowl from the cabinet and setting the eggs down. He pulled it open and grabbed two ehgs, cracking them into the bowl.
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