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NOT HORRIBLE AT ALL. and thank you. when I saw that photo I was just like "omg yessss."

[easily]

[[If asked, Rebekah would deny that she's been spending her whole day skulking, but she has been. Nik has always been able to cut her too easily. He's the brother she's closest with, the one who knows her best — which also means he's the one who knows how to hurt her best as well. And he weilds that knowledge like a weapon, the way he does everything else.

Much like Kol, there's many things she's missed out on learning how to do due to the years she spent in a coffin. Doing clothes in a laundry machine is one of them. Unlike Kol, however, she's more than content to just compel other people to do it for her. She's never been particularly interested in the womanly art of housekeeping anyways.

She rolls her eyes when she hears him call for her. She's not sure she's in the mood for Kol's antics today, but she decides to at least humor him for a moment by coming to the laundry room. And the sight is more than worth it. Bubbles everywhere, and her brother in the middle of it. No doubt, he'll claim it was an accident. But she knows better. Few things are truly an accident when it comes to Kol.

She can't help but smile, just a little.]

Didn't you tell Nik you'd do a load of his clothing?

please add this to the list of why i like your style.

[smartarse]

Do I look like a servant? [ he says it with a grin. and, honestly, he knows she might answer that with a yes. perhaps he did, perhaps he didn't; his memory is a little fuzzy. ]

Is it my fault I simply do not know how much detergent is too much? [ the way he says it suggests he does. kol spends a lot of his time reading when he's not harassing his siblings. from cereal boxes to dvd cases to laundry detergent cartons. it's because he's left out, really; always has been with elijah, rebekah, and klaus. he's not always and forever; while they think in the long-term he thinks in the short, living in the now. considering niklaus' short temper with him, he knows he can't afford to live for the future.

he'll take a step back into the bubbles and bend a little, scooping a large pile in his hand and blowing it towards her. ]

/adds to list

[easily]

Now that you mention it? A little bit. [She can't resist the urge to rib him, of course.]

It's your fault for not reading, so yes, it is. [Though she knows Kol and her voice says she knows he probably knew damn well he was putting too much in in the first place. So there's that.

She'll frown as some of the bubbles land on her shirt.]

Don't start that.