[It's far from spectacular, what he's prepared - some kind of whitish chickenish protein in some kind of greyish onionish sauce - but he tried really hard, and in spite of its lack of beauty it's going to be edible enough. He's set the table as nicely as he can, too, and he's poured water.
And he looks anxious. As he stands there, leaning against the sink, waiting for her, he's gnawing slightly on his thumbnail.]
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And he looks anxious. As he stands there, leaning against the sink, waiting for her, he's gnawing slightly on his thumbnail.]