That is to say that she's easily bored, no matter her mental state; since she had been taken in by Grace, her days had always been jam-packed, just as she liked them. She'd spent the week learning chess (before losing half the pieces behind the couch), buying a few outfits and necessities to replace the ones she wasn't going back to the hotel for, and ignoring the television and magazines. She'd bought a new phone, but hadn't activated it yet; it still sat in its packaging on the kitchen counter. She still didn't much want to talk to anyone; that post had been an exception, but she hated keeping up what she didn't feel. She was calmer, having settled into a routine here, but she wasn't better.
The domestic part came in after about two days of takeout. It was Kamina-style takeout, which meant that it was greasy, spicy, and horribly unhealthy. So she'd started buying groceries and cooking herself. Contrary to spoiled-idol expectations, she could cook fine (it was laundry, dusting, sweeping, washing dishes, organizing, and vacuuming that she fell down on); she wasn't interested enough in it to try and make anything too involved, so nearly everything turned out well.
Tonight, Kamina's getting a pasta dish; she's used enough to his manner of eating that she's dished his serving into the biggest bowl in the apartment ]
[ March 1 ]
That is to say that she's easily bored, no matter her mental state; since she had been taken in by Grace, her days had always been jam-packed, just as she liked them. She'd spent the week learning chess (before losing half the pieces behind the couch), buying a few outfits and necessities to replace the ones she wasn't going back to the hotel for, and ignoring the television and magazines. She'd bought a new phone, but hadn't activated it yet; it still sat in its packaging on the kitchen counter. She still didn't much want to talk to anyone; that post had been an exception, but she hated keeping up what she didn't feel. She was calmer, having settled into a routine here, but she wasn't better.
The domestic part came in after about two days of takeout. It was Kamina-style takeout, which meant that it was greasy, spicy, and horribly unhealthy. So she'd started buying groceries and cooking herself. Contrary to spoiled-idol expectations, she could cook fine (it was laundry, dusting, sweeping, washing dishes, organizing, and vacuuming that she fell down on); she wasn't interested enough in it to try and make anything too involved, so nearly everything turned out well.
Tonight, Kamina's getting a pasta dish; she's used enough to his manner of eating that she's dished his serving into the biggest bowl in the apartment ]