ITP: Cake... Right?

[isdrivingbear]

[It's a (semi) familiar scene for anyone who's been in the kitchen are of the cafeteria. Saki, in an apron with her hair tied back, is working intently on something. The cute creature at her legs is looking up at her curiously. On the counter are the normal ingredients for cake: sugar Splenda, flour, eggs, milk, bucket of blood...

Wait. What?]I

Comments

[autovajin]

Why the hell do you have a bucket of blood?

[autovajin]

Yeah, I know that.

[isdrivingbear]

So? What makes you happy?

[Going back to mixing.]

[autovajin]

Stuff.

[isdrivingbear]

That's not very specific.

[autovajin]

I hate touchy feely crap.

[isdrivingbear]

Ah, at least I found out something about you, then!

[autovajin]

You don't even know my name.

[isdrivingbear]

That was going to be my next question, actually. My name is Rouyama Saki. Nice to meet you!

[autovajin]

. . . Inui Takumi.

[isdrivingbear]

A pleasure, Takumi-san!

[autovajin]

I guess.

[isdrivingbear]

You're not a people person, are you?

[Going to get the bucket of blood. Yay. :D]

[autovajin]

No, really?