OOC/IC ● VOICEMAIL

[straying]

Well, looks like you've reached the voicemail of Saya Minatsuki, which means I'm kinda busy. Sorry about that. Leave a message and I'll get back to you ASAP!

[a bit of a laugh followed by a click!]

[ooc: You know the drill, don't you? :D Leave a message for either Saya or me (the mun) here~ Just mark it as IC or OOC to avoid any confusion~]

Comments

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[akdbaksbsk WHAT EVEN--

CAUGHT]

Don't waste food, Matthew!

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He laughs, grabbing the rest and sticking them into the pot.]

What should it matter if you're not going to eat them?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She rolls her eyes and follows suit. Hers don't look too shabby. ... Just maybe a bit bigger than the average serving.]

Sorry, did I bruise your sensitive ego by refusing to eat what you prepared?

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

Of course. I'm absolutely hurt! How dare you insult my cooking.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Ahhh! I'm so sorry, Mister Culinary Genius.

But I do not apologize for my truthful comments on your sculpting skills.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

Right, well. We all have to start somewhere with that sort of thing.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She laugh and looks over the pot.]

Well, it's okay. I'm not much of an artist either.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

So long as they're edible, I doubt it'll matter much how good they look.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Even now I see you don't appreciate the fine art of food.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

I appreciate the fine art of eating food.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

I beg to differ!

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

Food is an excellent method of survival! In fact, it's kind of necessary.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

You're so textbook! Killjoy.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

And you're so difficult to please! Picky!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Well you're incredibly difficult! Jerk!

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

And you're running out of insults!

[A laugh.]

Weren't we making something?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Sticking her tongue out at him. Nyeeeehhhh~

And good job, Matthew. You salvaged the dango. Looks like they're about ready and she turns off the stove.]

You're right. We were making the most delicious snack ever~