Kyle adds a few handfuls of spinach to the vegetable pan, stirs it around a little, and then puts the lid back on. He looks over their mini feast. "Sausage is done, vegetables'll be done in a minute, and pasta needs a few. Not bad. We almost timed it out right. I should have had you put the pasta in earlier."
He leans back against the counter again, feeling sincerely chill with everything under control, and finally takes a moment to examine his hand. It's a small burn, helped by Alex's immediate attention, and will probably heal normally so long as he doesn't aggravate it too much. "So what do you do, Alex? Work, school, paint the town, make it rain?"
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Kyle adds a few handfuls of spinach to the vegetable pan, stirs it around a little, and then puts the lid back on. He looks over their mini feast. "Sausage is done, vegetables'll be done in a minute, and pasta needs a few. Not bad. We almost timed it out right. I should have had you put the pasta in earlier."
He leans back against the counter again, feeling sincerely chill with everything under control, and finally takes a moment to examine his hand. It's a small burn, helped by Alex's immediate attention, and will probably heal normally so long as he doesn't aggravate it too much. "So what do you do, Alex? Work, school, paint the town, make it rain?"