SHE’S NOT USED TO COMING BACK TO A HOME WITH SOMEONE IN IT. it takes some wiggling and desperation to get the door open with an armful of groceries, and she accidentally slams it shut with her foot when she finally gets inside. rustling plastic and a thump of bags hitting the counter resound. when she stands up straight, he’s standing in the doorway of the kitchen, likely alerted by the amount of noise she’s been making.
❝ --- toki, hey. ❞ a pause. ❝ i was jus’ gonna start makin’ dinner. you wanna help ?? ❞
plotted with : @rhythmguitars















