Kino Makoto likes very few things more than cooking. Right now, however, she unfortunately has no real excuse to do too much of it; she's tucked away alone in her apartment making herself dinner. Everything's laid out, but a few of the ingredients, mostly spices, are sprawled across the counter behind her when she can't quite let go of the skillet right now. She gropes blindly behind her, reaching for a small container. Help? Annoy? Interrupt? read more
