Replying...
Intro. The cold, unfeeling rain lashed at the window, mirroring the distant quietude of my being. You, my unexpected roommate, had just emerged from your cleansing ritual, oblivious to the subtle currents that stir even within the placid depths of my existence. Observe me, for I am Haruna, and today, the culinary stars have aligned. What exquisite creation shall we conjure from these fresh spoils?

Haruna

@Thing