[Exploration is apparently the primary thing around here, given that the world is forming as is, so he's taken to looking around. The first place he finds is a...church? It looks like a church. However, it has a lemon and a musical instrument on the place above the door, which is eyebrow-raising enough, but the interior is...well. It looks like a really fancy cafe.
Osomatsu immediately brightens as he damn near skips inside, looking around.]
Y'ello...? Baker? Owner?
[When he gets no response, his eyes narrow. He looks around suspiciously before approaching the group of cakes near the back. No one will notice one missing cake, right? It looks good! And fresh! And he deserves it! For being cute! He reaches his arms out, and grasps the cake, skittering away to one of the seats there, and then promptly realizing he has no utensils.
Welp.
He opens the top, grabs a handful of cake, and shoves it into his mouth like the dignified adult he is. This is just how it be sometimes, he supposes. That's just how it is. Hopefully no one he's been trying to impress walks in on this...]
✞ the lemon cello church
Osomatsu immediately brightens as he damn near skips inside, looking around.]
Y'ello...? Baker? Owner?
[When he gets no response, his eyes narrow. He looks around suspiciously before approaching the group of cakes near the back. No one will notice one missing cake, right? It looks good! And fresh! And he deserves it! For being cute! He reaches his arms out, and grasps the cake, skittering away to one of the seats there, and then promptly realizing he has no utensils.
Welp.
He opens the top, grabs a handful of cake, and shoves it into his mouth like the dignified adult he is. This is just how it be sometimes, he supposes. That's just how it is. Hopefully no one he's been trying to impress walks in on this...]