Nightshift 45: 2nd Floor Kitchen
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The door swung open, revealing the destination Sho had in mind: the kitchen, home of all things flame-inducing. That was the plan, anyway. Even though he didn't think it would work, the mathematician's fingers found the light switch and flicked it a few times. Nothing. Oh well, that's what he had his flashlight for.
"Okay, let's find us some combustion," he chuckled darkly, starting to go through the drawers. It wasn't long before there were egg-beaters and wooden spoons flying through the air.
The door swung open, revealing the destination Sho had in mind: the kitchen, home of all things flame-inducing. That was the plan, anyway. Even though he didn't think it would work, the mathematician's fingers found the light switch and flicked it a few times. Nothing. Oh well, that's what he had his flashlight for.
"Okay, let's find us some combustion," he chuckled darkly, starting to go through the drawers. It wasn't long before there were egg-beaters and wooden spoons flying through the air.