( hey jay! were you hoping for a peaceful morning getting breakfast? great! there's a wonderful smell of waffles and other delights. ... and then there is the sound of beeping and the smell of non-food related smoke.



it's- it's probably fine? it's probably fine. even if a familiar groan of frustration rings out... at least its not about the murder game shenanigans for once?

by the time he reaches the kitchen, satoko's crouched before the open oven, hands pressed together as she scrutinizes it. )

... Oh- uh. Hey, help yourself. I was gonna pop some muffins into the oven but, uh. There were technical difficulties? Everything else is fine-