Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20161118220227/@comment-27743663-20161228075010

Turning off the shower, Ghim pushed the curtain aside and reached for a towel, hot steam leaking out and fogging up the small space. Drying himself off, he stepped out, wiping the mirror to catch his own reflection to see if he needed to shave. Seeing he didn't, he dried himself further and put on his spare clothes.

Grabbing his dirty pair of clothes and opening up the door, he felt the wafting aroma of food drift up into his noise, that while appeasing, caused him to flinch back slightly as he recalled who was the one making it.

Tch. Curse that Devil Woman. Though, who knew she knew how to make food? He was half expecting to step out and smell something burning. Not...whatever this was. He supposed it wasn't unnatural, given she was a mother, but he found it odd all the same. Perhaps she would actually make a good housewife?

Putting that thought aside with a snort, he focused on the more pressing matter at hand, reaching over towards the sink with his free hand and letting the water pour over it. Watching it blacken, he thought that perhaps the idea he was toying with could work, though he'd need to experiment with it. For now, he'd stick to some basics to have her underestimate him a bit.

Turning off the sink and flinging the remaining water off his hand with a few waves, he tossed his dirty clothes into the laundry as he walked out the bathroom, then walked towards the living room to see whatever inedible concotion Selena devised up.