Guitarman
Supernova
- Joined
- Dec 26, 2018
"Hey, it's probably better then whatever the hell I was going to end up doing for dinner. If you're gonna keep making and bringing meals I'm definitely going to keep you around here often," he watched the dog walk off, then watched as Cassie got to work plugging in the slowcooker and preparing their meal. "No work cooking is the best kind of cooking. I end up burning myself and the food more then making a passable meal," he chuckled.
He didn't really need Cassie's help to get everything moved but it saved a lot of time. Once the spots were switched he sat for a second, testing out the view. "And now the glare from the TV won't bounce off the TV and make everything look all wonky when it's bright. Opens up the floor just a little bit too," he nodded, content with his work. "Just need to make this place feel like home still, you know?"
He leaned to the side, cracking his neck as he turned back towards her. "Not too shabby though. Think I'm doing alright with the place."
He didn't really need Cassie's help to get everything moved but it saved a lot of time. Once the spots were switched he sat for a second, testing out the view. "And now the glare from the TV won't bounce off the TV and make everything look all wonky when it's bright. Opens up the floor just a little bit too," he nodded, content with his work. "Just need to make this place feel like home still, you know?"
He leaned to the side, cracking his neck as he turned back towards her. "Not too shabby though. Think I'm doing alright with the place."