[Kisara's left her LP sitting on the kitchen counter, and when it suddenly starts up, the kitchen is all it shows. Kisara herself soon moves into view, though, staring intently at the microwave, and ─ is that an egg in her hand? oh no.]

This is a... microwave oven? Wasn't that its name? And it makes food. Okay. So how do I...? Hmm...

[she pushes ( Read more... )