William: *more blink, and looks around his room slightly*
...alright then-

Me: *le sets mah phone down, looking at ze dood*
*bjhskwghdgdhwg idiot child-*
YeEeEss-?

Mike: *blinks, and looks up at him*
*smol smile, and le munCh*
You’re welcome...
*thinks, den le quiet chuckle*
...so what was that earlier about the french toast and spaghetti-?

Dezzie: *quiet bean be looking at their painting*
*le smol mumble*
...wayup...

Daz the name of the fruit)

William: *le blink*
...I d-don’t think so-?...
*casually doesn’t talk to many people, smh*

I mean... I’ve never really been that good with neopronouns, so I just used they/them for Dezzie...)

Dezzie: *le smol nod, being le cheerful and quiet bean*
...✨

Mike: *looks back at his plate, and sighs quietly as well*
*bean starts eating ze food*
....
*tired man who has had a lotta shit going on lately, smh*

William: *s t a r e s*
....
*slooowly lets out a sigh, and nods slightly at him, being quiet bean*
...I-I... alright...
*looks at his closet, den back at the dood*

Dezzie: *very much bean*
...✨

Mike: *le picks up his plate and a fork, and walks over to the table*
*sets them down, then pulls out a chair, and sits down*
...
*looks at husbando*

William: *watching him, not moving an inch bc wtf, those aren’t hiS clothes-*
*casually doesn’t know what to say*
. . .
*very much intimated and frightened*

Dezzie: *looks down at them, le processing*
...
*"oHh, that makes more sense-"*

*uMm... about half an hour later, and ze foodles be doNe*

Mike: *picks up some noodles using a scoop, and puts a decent amount on two plates*
*pours sum sauce on each one, and sprinkles a lil parmesan cheese as well bc yes*
...hm...
*pokes his head out of the kitchen, looking at Peyton*
Alright, the food’s done...

Oop-)

William: *eyes wiDen, and he immediately sets the guitar down on his bed, looking at Kain*
*le shooketh*
...h-hello-?

Dezzie: *looks back at his painting*
*le blink*
...
*"how did you get those colors-?"*

Mike: *be making ze foOds, yee*
*le slow sigh*
....
*he do be seeming a bit tired and overworked.. bc, I mean, he iS-*

Lmao, smh-)
*coughs*)

Probably.)

William: *sTill not noticing that dere be a man in his closet*
*le soft bean*
...when you hurt under the surface... like troubled water running co-old... well, time can heal, but this wo-ont...

Dezzie: *smol, soft smile at him*
*"Thanks..."*
....✨

Le husbando: *puts sum noodles into the pot once the water is boiled, and uh... be making foOd, yuh*
*idk, I’m tired-*
...
*quiet man who be thinking to himself*

Hunter: *casually isn’t home atm, oop*

William: *le playing the guitar and humming quietly, focusing*
...our every moment, I start to replace... 'cause now that they're gone, all I hear are the words that I needed to say...

Dezzie: *smol nod*
*le painting looks kinda messy and slightly lopsided... but it’s not bad for a first try*
...
*"Although, we did have something similar to this... we would record how much food we had on sheets, and draw the type of food with colored pastes..."*