03-23-2021, 02:58:52 AM
Hearing Busey's comments, Ranma juggled some ingredients and spice in the pan while holding it over the stove's top. "Uh, no. Growing up, whenever I had the time to, I had to teach myself how to cook just incase a situation arises where my old man was gone. Although that fatso is more likely to steal my food, or sell me off in an arraigned marriage just for an okonomiyaki cart. . ." Is that bitterness in his voice? That's bitterness in his voice. "Although, I did work in some restaurants, like a maid café and this one restaurant my. . . "childhood friend" owns."
You know what they say. All toasters toast toast.