( it feels like it's been awhile since he's done something as simple as cooking. between cassius, disappearances and now...well, what's coming up, it feels like life has simply been too busy to do something like cook.
but, that's what he's doing right now. cooking. he's going to cook dinner despite the bruise on his face that continues to ache (jyn does have a nasty right hook) and the worry in his head.
when was the last time he didn't feel worried about something or other? it used to be that he enjoyed life at a fast pace. but now, he wishes it would slow down so he could catch his breath.
eventually, he plates the food and brings one out to daisy on the couch, handing it to her and then taking a seat of his own, sighing and trying to figure out how to say what he wants to say.
last time he talked, he'd blown it big time. )
It is a new recipe. We can order something if it is no good.
( pre brain surgery idk what the date is i give up on calendars )
but, that's what he's doing right now. cooking. he's going to cook dinner despite the bruise on his face that continues to ache (jyn does have a nasty right hook) and the worry in his head.
when was the last time he didn't feel worried about something or other? it used to be that he enjoyed life at a fast pace. but now, he wishes it would slow down so he could catch his breath.
eventually, he plates the food and brings one out to daisy on the couch, handing it to her and then taking a seat of his own, sighing and trying to figure out how to say what he wants to say.
last time he talked, he'd blown it big time. )
It is a new recipe. We can order something if it is no good.