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Cisco put down his phone after responding to Sara and crossed to the tiny kitchen that was in his apartment. He put a pan on the stove and turned it on, getting the ingredients out for fettuccine chicken Alfredo and preparing it all. He managed to not spill the pasta, and even kept all the chicken in the pan. He told Sara he was a chef, but in all reality, he was trying to impress her in any way that he could.

While the food cooked, he darted about his apartment, tidying up. There were his goofy and geeky screen-printed shirts and zip-up hoodies everywhere, and empty soda cups from big belly burger were scattered across the tabletops in the apartment. He managed to pick everything up and make it look quite presentable while also not burning anything but a few pieces of chicken. Hell, he even made his bed.

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