Eating a bit more, Cresil was pleasantly surprised how good it tasted. He wasn't too bad with cooking but he didn't have much of a knack for seasoning or extra flavour. Looking back at Aoki, Cresil nodded and then spoke. "True. And yeah, washed the blankets." He mumbled.
As he finished eating his food, he rubbed his stomach, completely satisfied after that. "Amazing." He smirked and stood up. "Tasted just as good as it looked, and I think my body appreciates the vegetables." Cresil spoke while noticing him with the dishes, experiencing deja vu. "Thanks." He said finally.
"So, when you wanna go out?" Cresil asked while he leaned against the fridge.
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