manwich.
If he was honest, he'd earned that sandwich, really.
Booth had been remarkably productive this morning; he didn't have ITF training at the crack of dawn, but was still up early for a run and some drill training. He'd showered, popped a load of laundry in the machine, and had spent some time in the rec room reading. Come on-- that, by all accounts, was a full morning. And besides, he was starving.
After throwing the laundry into the dryer, he'd headed for the kitchen and made a sandwich about as big as his head. Meat, veggies (whatever he could find), bread, condiments (again, whatever he could find), and a glass of water (he wasn't too keen on goat's milk). He leaned back against the counter by the sink, hefting the sandwich in front of him. It was, to him, his reward for a constructive morning.
He leaned forward, taking a rather large bite out of the sandwich; if he let out a little moan of happiness, it couldn't be helped, really. He smiled, chewing happily. Heaven.
[OOC: Booth is huuuuungry. Come say hello. He'll return the sentiment once the choking hazard passes.]
Booth had been remarkably productive this morning; he didn't have ITF training at the crack of dawn, but was still up early for a run and some drill training. He'd showered, popped a load of laundry in the machine, and had spent some time in the rec room reading. Come on-- that, by all accounts, was a full morning. And besides, he was starving.
After throwing the laundry into the dryer, he'd headed for the kitchen and made a sandwich about as big as his head. Meat, veggies (whatever he could find), bread, condiments (again, whatever he could find), and a glass of water (he wasn't too keen on goat's milk). He leaned back against the counter by the sink, hefting the sandwich in front of him. It was, to him, his reward for a constructive morning.
He leaned forward, taking a rather large bite out of the sandwich; if he let out a little moan of happiness, it couldn't be helped, really. He smiled, chewing happily. Heaven.
[OOC: Booth is huuuuungry. Come say hello. He'll return the sentiment once the choking hazard passes.]