The little small things that I like to do...not beta'd at all...
(mort posted it on Himitsu too)
A small rickety old radio of ohno’s sat on the refrigerator.
The radio was tune to the oldies.
Calming music flows through the slow evening.
Ohno sat on the stool, cutting the vegetables, dumping them in the salad bowl.
Nino was standing, preparing the beef
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