[ the conversation does continue for a while after that. there's long pauses between Mike's half-answers, but it does reveal a side of him that he's so far concealed beneath a grumpy and aggressive outer surface. nothing is outright confessed to - mostly because Mike doesn't even know what the fuck any of this is in the first place to be confessing anything - but it's ... something. maybe Gen is less of an annoyance than he'd made her out to be.
whenever Gen does emerge for the morning, Mike is off stage. there's some noise coming from the kitchen instead, the deep fryer's going strong. a bit early, strange. but maybe he's working on something else, as he so often is.
as soon as Gen passes by the kitchen order counter, there's a shout-- ] Head's up! [ --and then there's a powdered mini donut flying at her face. whether or not she catches it, it's that ridiculous sleep shirt that gets him snickering. ]
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whenever Gen does emerge for the morning, Mike is off stage. there's some noise coming from the kitchen instead, the deep fryer's going strong. a bit early, strange. but maybe he's working on something else, as he so often is.
as soon as Gen passes by the kitchen order counter, there's a shout-- ] Head's up! [ --and then there's a powdered mini donut flying at her face. whether or not she catches it, it's that ridiculous sleep shirt that gets him snickering. ]
Wow. That's hideous.