[There is not much that can be done about inherent unfairness, but damn it if Raoul is going to sit by and not try to do something about it. Most of the day finds him in the kitchen going back and forth between the stocked cabinets and his cookbook, making...mendiants and little cakes that at least should taste like madelines, of all things? Well, sugar is supposed to give you energy, and while none of it looks refined or perfect it's still rather tasty. Honestly, he's taking the weird dessert recipes from his book and altering them considerably to what he remembers enjoying back home. He's also packaging up coffee like teabags with the brewer filters and twine, which is a little hilarious, but ultimately well-meaning, and packing it all into boxes.
Oh God. He's making care packages for y'all. But how is he going to get them up to the higher floors? He has an idea that will hopefully work.
Later, he can be found by the second floor stairwell listening for anyone else. If anybody wants to pop by and visit him, even ghosts, that's a thing people can do.]
First Floor what's good
Oh God. He's making care packages for y'all. But how is he going to get them up to the higher floors? He has an idea that will hopefully work.
Later, he can be found by the second floor stairwell listening for anyone else. If anybody wants to pop by and visit him, even ghosts, that's a thing people can do.]