[ After a fateful conversation, Vaccine decided to cook a meal for themselves at home ( most liking to stall some more times asking ■ ). When they exited from the bedroom, they were quickly greeted by a dusty old kitchen with a rusty stove at the right corner of the room. Further back was a parlour; with some simple interiors covered in white sheets and an extinguished fireplace full of ashes.
As if no one had ever lived in this place before, they quickly noticed that there were also sprinkles floating in this suffocating air that could easily be visible to normal human eyes.
This environment irritated Vaccine a lot, especially ■ as he couldn't help but try to find a broom immediately. But time wasn't hesitant. ]
Haa… We'll have a lot of things to do even before cooking dinner.
"You right;;"
[ They stood there silently before ■ crossed his arm and said. ]
Looking at your apartment's statement, I guess there's not even a single biscuit left in the jar.
"Come onn… there's gotta be something…"
[ After saying that, Vaccine headed straight to the cabinets on the wall while ■ was looking through an old refrigerator near the dinner table. Upon reaching those cabinets, dust constantly fell onto Vaccine's face as he opened them one by one. ]
"There's… nothing? Where did the food go??"
[ Not to his expectation, it was all empty, just like his bedroom. Even though his apartment had enough luxury for a refrigerator in this period, they couldn't find a single thing that was edible in his house. He nervously searched every corner of the kitchen once more but came to the same conclusion. Disappointed, he slumped down on one of the covered armchairs and stared at the floor bewildered.
"Currently, the novel seems to work in my favour, but that could not hold him back any longer. At this rate, he would leave without hesitation! Where could I find the food? What should I do in this situation?!"
Although Vaccine's strategy was to let this novel play out as much as it could, with these irritating plots, it's not a matter of time before ■ and the reader left this novel forever.
Not to mention, they don't have enough time to clean up the whole place before starting to prepare dinner. Which further complicated the current situation. At last, this has come out even more terrible than he had thought. ]
"I guess we could go outside and buy some stuff back… but we don't even know where to go…"
[ As the sun was close to set, the room slowly dived into the darkness, leaving two silhouettes staying in one place; breathing in this hideous parlour. Until ■ was having enough with his scheme, he came closer to Vaccine and consoled him by— ]
We should go to the restaurant, Vaccine. I won't ask for any expensive food, to be honest, anything will be fine for me.
[ —shortening their meeting by ten times. ]
"Ugh—No no no no no no no! Since you are here for the first time, I should have greeted you with some of my handmade meals!"
You don't have to go that far…
[ Despite ■ suggested going to the restaurant, considering the awful state that the kitchen was in, Vaccine stubbornly refused. At this point, they don't have any other choices than to go outside and fetch some ingredients at the grocery stores. ]