[The feed turns on an Junpei is standing in a clean kitchen, a pan on the stove with a fire turned low underneath. Of course, it may be hard to notice that since Junpei is standing at the forefront with only jeans and an
apron on, his cheeks flushed with red.]
Kurt, this is the last time I let you talk me into anything. Anything. Ever! Man....
[He quickly grabs his cap from the counter, adjusting it as the blush worsens.]
I feel like a damn idiot. Dude, get your butt out of bed and come down here to eat before the food gets cold. ....Bring me a shirt too?