I have to backup this again thanks to last night and thank goodness I didn't wait until 1am *ugh* so yeah, let's do this on time this time. *wink*
Welcome back to another episode of imagination, where I have been warned about how this chick will cook for me but super healthy and knew I eat junk food but still expect me to eat her up? Yes. *laughs* Woah woah hey hey calm down, she's married. *giggles* So yeah, we are back with a direct sequel we aren't done talking about how I have to eat vegetables (fictional me), so let's get to it I guess!
I miss Ibuki-chan in Anime. *laughs* Remember we talked about tsundere her? Those were the days...
That hour in the abode I stayed during my university days was miserable. My stomach growled as I wait for dinner, and my roommate Kido Ibuki decided to cater to my dislike for vegetables.She placed the plate of stir-fry on the dining table where I sat, and got me a bowl of rice. I looked at her and she told me this was all she ate on a budget. It sure does not look appetizing. She volunteered to feed me if that would help, and I politely rejected in embarrassment. She then took my chopsticks from the table, picked up some greens, and brought it to my face."Ah~!!"I don't know if it was because I was in the housewife moment, or I thought this was a chance to change my diet, but I opened my mouth and took it in. The crunchiness of the bitter gourd came with a bland aftertaste. She smiled and promised to cook something I like the next day if I finished this, so I reluctantly ate it all.Unless she does this for me every day, I don't think I will enjoy vegetables like this again.
I think we can just have fast food next time. *laughs* She's married, she's married, she's married... *giggles*
I mean, I do have the B-roll I bought all of these photos *dabs* so I know what I was in for lol. Oh, as in what was in that plate. So bitter gourd, huh. Of course it's bitter and you should know that even if you never ate a slice of those before, but uh, she managed to cook all the bitterness away, which is a good thing? Hey, it may be bland af because fictional her eats and cooks super healthy, but fictional me isn't. But I'll take the housewife moment any time of the day. *silence* Aren't I supposed to take a bath or her first? *laughs* She's married, she's married, she's married... (haha)
Yeah blah blah it has been a year since her bombshell news on her birthday, but I guess I got over it to come up with this idea of a story which was already conceptualized before then so... maybe? Maybe putting her in past tense was a good idea LMAO and at the very least I don't think I'll be doing up stories even though she now has a trove of images from that 50-photo bromide set I bought from her 2nd photobook which has swimsuits also. *silence* UHHHHHHH haha give me a couple more years and I'll think about it.Β
P.S. Note to fictional self: Go buy a condo unit in present day and see her swim in the common swimming pool. *dabs*