*~*Rika's POV*~*
It was different, living alone. I had to cook and clean for myself and I wasn't used to that. I had burned a lot of food in the beginning. Hell, I still was burning it. And I had gotten way more deliveries than I thought I would be getting in the last week or so since I had moved in. I had heard from Andre that he thought it was funny that I was having trouble with cooking. He had figured it out when I had needed to order more food again and again.
