[ there's the angry chop chop chop of a knife on a cutting board coming from the applebapple kitchen at the moment - no signage saying that he's there, like he did previously last week, but obvious activity.
yoru is sitting on the counter, but his eyes are closed and it seems like he's in rest mode again. like kon didn't want him to see him in this state.
he's flying through dicing an onion right now, jaw tight. ]
[ i hate this the applebapple. he's here following the sound of aggressive chopping because there are only a few people he knows who cook with enough bravery to wield a knife that aggressively and like. two of them are people he likes so.
he pauses in the doorway knocking at the threshold. ]
[ applebapple!! but he does pause in his chopping when he hears the knock, glancing up. when he sees it's jingheng, he gives a small wave with the knife, as if to beckon in.
he goes right back to it, though it's slightly less aggressive. ]
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wk 2, saturday
yoru is sitting on the counter, but his eyes are closed and it seems like he's in rest mode again. like kon didn't want him to see him in this state.
he's flying through dicing an onion right now, jaw tight. ]
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he pauses in the doorway knocking at the threshold. ]
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he goes right back to it, though it's slightly less aggressive. ]
It's just going to keep getting worse, isn't it.
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Think Satan's watching right now?
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What are you making.
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S'not hard, if you want me to teach you. [ for something to do ]
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he at least knows that much.
he does still have a cigarette in his mouth tho so,,, ]