Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20161118220227/@comment-27743663-20170104063854

Was she...expecting things to play out like this? Where would she even carry that apron on her person? It seems when one mystery was solved, only another took its place. Well, he was fine with this peculiar mystery, as he had solved the authenticity of her breasts, the most grueling one of them all.

Actually though, he was a bit surprised. She put more thought into this he than originally thought. For a second, he almost momentairly forget his goal and honestly mistook her for a young, attractive house-wife. Snorting at that thought (a pattern he began to realize), he raised a slight brow at her arm, though didn't pay it much mind. He lived in Vacuo, sights like that on people were common, and it didn't make them any weaker.

Putting those thoughts aside, he sat down at the table and examined the bowl of ramen before him, looking at all the ingredients carefully. He wasn't a cooking expert, but having eaten instant ramen enough, he could tell this was home-made. The vegetables seemed fresh, so she likely took some from his garden in the back. It looked healthy enough, but that didn't matter with what he was about to do.

Reaching over to one of the pulleys under the table, he gave it a slight, barely noticable tug that caused a loud clanging somewhere in the back, paying it no mind as he placed both hands smoothly on the table.

"You mind checking that out? I'm rather hungry given my lost cake," asked Ghim as he lightly drummed his fingers once, "oh, and get some chopsticks. Second drawer, left of the fridge." Was she...expecting things to play out like this? Where would she even  carry   that apron on her person? It seems when one mystery was solved, only another took its place. Well, he was fine with this peculiar mystery, as he had solved the authenticity of her breasts, the most grueling one of them all.

Actually though, he was a bit surprised. She put more thought into this he than originally thought. For a second, he almost momentairly forget his goal and honestly mistook her for a young, attractive house-wife. Snorting at that thought (a pattern he began to realize), he raised a slight brow at her arm, though didn't pay it much mind. He lived in Vacuo, sights like that on people were common, and it didn't make them any weaker.

Putting those thoughts aside, he sat down at the table and examined the bowl of ramen before him, looking at all the ingredients carefully. He wasn't a cooking expert, but having eaten instant ramen enough, he could tell this was home-made. The vegetables seemed fresh, so she likely took some from his garden in the back. It looked healthy enough, but that didn't matter with what he was about to do.

Reaching over to one of the pulleys under the table, he gave it a slight, barely noticable tug that caused a loud clanging somewhere in the back, paying it no mind as he placed both hands smoothly on the table.

"You mind checking that out? I'm rather hungry given my lost cake," asked Ghim as he lightly drummed his fingers once, "oh, and get some chopsticks. Second drawer, left of the fridge."