Cooks on the shopping? [complete]
Character(s): Linali Li, Haruhi Fujioka
Content: Because Haruhi is new and needs help with filling and organizing her ship's kitchen, Linali lends a hand!
Setting: In town.
Time: Tuesday afternoon of the first week.
Warnings: None, honestly.
She told her to wait at Praggio's bakery, which she was heading to at a leisurely place. Linali was jotting down a list of helpful convenience stores and supermarkets, mostly chains so that Haruhi might be able to find them more easily wherever she went. Reaching the end of the rectangular pad, the female cook added girly details in her signature and capped the pen, slipping it back into her bookbag.
Linali was dressed simply in sporty, summer clothes. Red and white slip-in Skechers, jean capris with embroideries on the pockets, a short-sleeved t-shirt, and a visor. A striped cotton jacket was tied around her crumpled bookbag, whose beltstrap held several assorted pins.
Crossing a semi-busy street, the short-haired girl turned a corner and finally reached the bakery. Haruhi wasn't there yet...but then again, she didn't know how she looked like. Nevertheless, she pushed the varnished wood-framed door, causing an small bell to chime, and stepped into the air-conditioned and aromatic pastry store.
Content: Because Haruhi is new and needs help with filling and organizing her ship's kitchen, Linali lends a hand!
Setting: In town.
Time: Tuesday afternoon of the first week.
Warnings: None, honestly.
She told her to wait at Praggio's bakery, which she was heading to at a leisurely place. Linali was jotting down a list of helpful convenience stores and supermarkets, mostly chains so that Haruhi might be able to find them more easily wherever she went. Reaching the end of the rectangular pad, the female cook added girly details in her signature and capped the pen, slipping it back into her bookbag.
Linali was dressed simply in sporty, summer clothes. Red and white slip-in Skechers, jean capris with embroideries on the pockets, a short-sleeved t-shirt, and a visor. A striped cotton jacket was tied around her crumpled bookbag, whose beltstrap held several assorted pins.
Crossing a semi-busy street, the short-haired girl turned a corner and finally reached the bakery. Haruhi wasn't there yet...but then again, she didn't know how she looked like. Nevertheless, she pushed the varnished wood-framed door, causing an small bell to chime, and stepped into the air-conditioned and aromatic pastry store.