[locked against Yuki aka she no can see this~]

Ah, I just remembered...

I haven't heard from Kittan-kun in a while, or Kyon-kun, or even Kouki-kun... Those two can handle themselves though, so...

Are you well, Kittan-kun?

Asakura was sitting on the kitchen counter in her apartment, a small paring knife in her hands that she was idly twirling between them. She had... Come to grips, in a way, with the odd urge to touch and be touched that came with the current virus hitting people associated with the online community, except for one little thing ( Read more... )

Ah, I shouldn't have left this to the last minute, I only have one Christmas Cake and that is a payment for a delivery...

I guess I'll just have to look for some recipes then and make one for myself and Kouki-san.

It's been awhile since I have had guests. I do believe I will have to go buy groceries tomorrow.

((ooc: Pretty much Asakura-talk for I brought home a homicidal nutjob and his digimon. :D))