three-dollar-gill said: [Glances up listlessly from the album, the rim of his tea pressed to his lips. Lowers it, attempting to force a smile and failing to do so.] Sorry, father. It was a spur of the moment decision. I decided to cook dinner for you - we can eat together.
* Hurriedly takes a seat at the table across from his son, a wide smile on his face as he observes him for a few long moments, as if taking in the scene around him and burning the imagine into his memory* Nonsense, my boy, no need to apologize. Especially not for such a splendid idea; this is quite the surprise! And certainly brings life to this dull house.
my mom told ma abt a guy at the hospital where she works and that he is the soraru type with smooth white skin and handsome obachan face and hes a total otaku and can sing and ?? i REALLY WANT HIM ..coughs