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CLYONE

"I'm hungry. Are you, too?" I turned my head on you only to be met by your fluffy black hair. 

Your head is hung low and your fingers are sliding through the glassy cover of one of the page on the song book. All the songs you've entered just finished, so now you are looking for a new one to enter. It's quite late for a lunch already as well, but since we had enough snacks to eat earlier, we didn't starved much. But my system won't be satisfied by light snacks. I want something like a rice.

Then, you looked up on me, both brows are raised as if you didn't hear what I said.

"I'm getting myself real lunch. Do you want some too?"

"Yes, sure. Please."

"Alright."

So, I did what I told I would do. I cooked some rice and fried some chicken that are enough for a two person and prepared the plates and such. I can even hear your singing from the kitchen despite of the thickness of the walls and the distance that separates us.