[ so everything really is free estate here. while that's fine and dandy and all, izumi's just not used to it. he's a workaholic himself, though he doesn't want to literally start sweating if he can help it... ]
Well, isn't that freaky. Wonder where all the spoiled food will go, then.
[ probably set aside for the stranger creatures he's seen around. brr. ]
Anyway, thanks. I'll take over from here.
[ with a nod, he takes his position at the grill and starts putting in his preferred meat - chicken, some strips of bacon - then moves to the other counter to set up other ingredients. condiments here, some lettuce there, some cheese would be good, stuff like that... his brows are still furrowed, but it's mostly because he's focusing more on cooking than anything.
the food's starting to smell even better from here with human intervention, come to think of it. ]
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Well, isn't that freaky. Wonder where all the spoiled food will go, then.
[ probably set aside for the stranger creatures he's seen around. brr. ]
Anyway, thanks. I'll take over from here.
[ with a nod, he takes his position at the grill and starts putting in his preferred meat - chicken, some strips of bacon - then moves to the other counter to set up other ingredients. condiments here, some lettuce there, some cheese would be good, stuff like that... his brows are still furrowed, but it's mostly because he's focusing more on cooking than anything.
the food's starting to smell even better from here with human intervention, come to think of it. ]