Ebisu's Inbox

[chibisu]

[For anyone who is familiar with Ebisu in person, they might be expecting the sound of a cute child on the answering machine.]

[They do not get a cute child's voice.]

[Instead, it's the voice of a young man, speaking calmly and professionally.]

Hello. You have reached the personal phone and temple of Ebisu, one of the Gods of Fortune. He and his shinki are currently busy right now, so please leave a message and someone will respond back to you as soon as possible.

Thank you, and have a nice day.

Comments

[chibisu]

[It is not entirely a surprise when those hands move themselves from around him, and he looks back with a smile that she might not see with her avoidance to eye contact right now. At least his hands are easier.]

So many compliment, and you haven't even taken a bite. The good news is that it's mostly done now.

[Just a little bit of arrangement, and ta da! Scooping his hand beneath one bowl, he offers it to her.]

Take a seat and I'll get the game stared up. The graphics are pretty good, although I haven't gotten to explore everything yet.

[unlucky7]

[It's not as if she hasn't had his cooking before. Ginia takes the bowl and carries it to the couch. The pillows are comfortable; she nests into them with one at her back and one on her lap. As she waits for Kimi to set up the game and join her to eat, she takes pictures of the food. The plating is nice and it's a nice memory for an otherwise stressful day.

...It wouldn't be hard sending the rumor mill turning. The night shift needs entertainment too. Ginia whistles to get Kimi's attention, taking a picture when he turns her way.

It's also the first opportunity she has to look at his shirt. Her brow furrows as she puzzles over it, face crinkling and huffing in amusement when it clicks.]

Nice shirt.