lamb_of_gold (
lamb_of_gold) wrote in
realityshifted2010-03-27 11:04 pm
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[In somewhat of a piss-poor attempt to distance himself from certain memories of what occurred around this time last year and thinking too hard on what's happened to his waifu roomie, the kitchen has been taken over by one purple-haired saint. Any dirty dishes in the vicinity, as well as any surfaces have been cleaned. The fridge is somewhat organized. Pots, pans and other utensils lying around have been found homes. There is a large plate of dumplings cooling off on one counter, and now Mu has contented himself with watching a pot of soup boil, a free hand absently working a churn of butter tea.]
I will have to ask Aldebaran what to do when one runs out of menial tasks to accomplish, but knowing him, he'll likely not let me leave until I've eaten my own weight in dinner...[a beat] And certainly not tonight of all nights. Ah well.
[Despite the grousing, there is a note of fondness in his voice.]
I will have to ask Aldebaran what to do when one runs out of menial tasks to accomplish, but knowing him, he'll likely not let me leave until I've eaten my own weight in dinner...[a beat] And certainly not tonight of all nights. Ah well.
[Despite the grousing, there is a note of fondness in his voice.]

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[He's almost surprised at how easy that is to say - it's far easier, now, to differentiate the Shion he currently shares his life with, and the old man that Shion will one day become.]
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