Making food and friends!

[onethirdthesoul]

[Over in the home economics room Ryou was cooking up a small feast. After the bitterness of the snow-in had left them, he was feeling more energetic than usual, and what better way to put that energy to use than making a meal for as many of the denizens as he could?

It was all Japanese dishes of course, lots of rice and vegetables adorned with traditional Japanese seasonings, slices of fish, chicken, and beef. There was nothing particularly fancy about any of it, but it all tasted good!

He makes sure the doors are open to let the aroma waft out into the halls, and just to be extra safe he tapes some arrows on the walls to lead the way.

...And yet, despite his outgoing attempts to be social, Ryou's still feeling increasingly shy for every person that enters.]

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[onethirdthesoul]

[Stale...? Ryou thinks to himself, wondering if Luke just might have been keeping the same box of sweet around way too long after their expiration date.]

I've lived on my own a few years, so I kind of had to learn to cook. Otherwise I'd be eating instant ramen every day like some people...

[willedtoexist]

[Well, he's done that by accident too, even before the whole 'end of the world' thing.

He swears he can take care of himself.]

On your own? [Luke looks with a raised brow. Ryou certain didn't look like one of those teens who had to fend for themselves. He would have never guessed.] Your parents away a lot?

[onethirdthesoul]

Un. Mmy Dad's an archeologist so he's out on expeditions in Egypt a lot, and my Mom...isn't around anymore. [His smile falters at that.]

[willedtoexist]

[Ah.

He doesn't really show it, but he empathizes with him. He just silently nibbles at the treat for a moment before speaking again.]

You know, I'm almost thirty and I can barely make eggs.

[onethirdthesoul]

[Ryou looks completely dumbfounded.]

...Eeeeh? Are you for real? But it's eggs!

[willedtoexist]

It's a lot easier to grab a bagel.

[He doesn't seem to have any shame admitting that, honestly.]

[onethirdthesoul]

[A little hesitantly.] ...But bagels and eggs are totally different.

[willedtoexist]

Fills my stomach the same.

[He's not a breakfast person anyway.]

[onethirdthesoul]

Well, yeah... [He rubs the back of his head, fidgeting.]

But what about variety?

[willedtoexist]

[He shrugs.] I'm a reporter. Don't really have time for variety in the morning. Doesn't really matter now anyway.

[Luke pops the rest of the treat into his mouth and licks his fingers like some kind of ill mannered hooligan.]

[onethirdthesoul]

Umm, well whatever makes you happy! As long as you're happy with it, that's all that matters.

[Ryou just smiles, not sure what else to say.]