[ ... okay. all of the housework. but he'd be willing to regardless, especially if it made Re-l happier, so...! and yeah, there's no need for that Re-l...
her sighing is managing to dishearten him slightly, though; seeing her so upset about it all is upsetting him more and more... he reaches for her hand when she mentions making dinner, already eager to try. ]
Right. Then let's head to the kitchen and see what we can make. [ and without another word, he leads her back to the kitchen, doing his best to avoid the debris on the floor and making a straight beeline for the pantry. Opening it reveals a partially rifled through, but still intact pantry full of food, and he's already digging through to see what they have. after a minute or two, he pulls out a box of spaghetti. ]
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her sighing is managing to dishearten him slightly, though; seeing her so upset about it all is upsetting him more and more... he reaches for her hand when she mentions making dinner, already eager to try. ]
Right. Then let's head to the kitchen and see what we can make. [ and without another word, he leads her back to the kitchen, doing his best to avoid the debris on the floor and making a straight beeline for the pantry. Opening it reveals a partially rifled through, but still intact pantry full of food, and he's already digging through to see what they have. after a minute or two, he pulls out a box of spaghetti. ]
What about spaghetti?