Gyuri thought to herself as she paced around the kitchen, she needed something to fit everyone’s tastes buds but she couldn’t figure out what. Pasta? Salad? Noodles? Bakery goods? The possibilities were endless.
Gyuri thought to herself as she paced around the kitchen, she needed something to fit everyone’s tastes buds but she couldn’t figure out what. Pasta? Salad? Noodles? Bakery goods? The possibilities were endless.
.-.
-passes out-
“Ah. Ah…nothing…actually…M-my appetite….it’s gone…uh well thanks, but no thanks Gyuri eh-heh…” Jonghyun bowed a little and tried to limp back to his tent.
Gyuri looked unsure as she watched Jonghyun limp to his tent. “Oh.. Alright then.”
“Eh-heh, I’ll see you in breakfast tomorrow then~” And he walked into his tent.
“Byee.” Gyuri waved and roamed around the kitchen.
He opened the fridge, trying to look for the water bottle he wanted to find. He saw one, but unreasonably didn’t take one. Jonghyun closed the fridge and walked to the kitchen counter, sitting on one of the chairs. W-why don’t I have the feeling of eating?
Gyuri walked into the kitchen because of her awkward urge of kitchen. “Want me to cook for you?” She asked Jonghyun.
“Ah. Ah…nothing…actually…M-my appetite….it’s gone…uh well thanks, but no thanks Gyuri eh-heh…” Jonghyun bowed a little and tried to limp back to his tent.
Gyuri looked unsure as she watched Jonghyun limp to his tent. “Oh.. Alright then.”
He opened the fridge, trying to look for the water bottle he wanted to find. He saw one, but unreasonably didn’t take one. Jonghyun closed the fridge and walked to the kitchen counter, sitting on one of the chairs. W-why don’t I have the feeling of eating?
Gyuri walked into the kitchen because of her awkward urge of kitchen. “Want me to cook for you?” She asked Jonghyun.
Gyuri walked around the circus. She really did nothing but cook and she fine with it. She liked cooking for everyone, it gave her a motherly feel.