“Good morning! Oh, and it’s okay. I figured you wouldn’t be here for a while.” Guanhui greeted, stepping to the side so Luna can enter her apartment. “I just made breakfast, actually. Smells good, doesn’t it?” she asked, leading her to the kitchen.
“Ah, it does,” she continued on forth, eyes shifting their attention from one side to the other. “Your kitchen reminds of mine, oo-wa.” Then again, all kitchen shared some sort of resembled. Just petite Luna wished to get the conversation going so blabbering out something rather seemed like the best idea. Scrunching her nose up a tad, lips pursed out as she continued on taking in the simplicity yet sweetness of the latter’s kitchen. “What did you make lovely?”












