The evening air outside The Rose Manor was crisp, cutting through the warmth that still lingered from the bustle of the restaurant's kitchen. Jiyeon stepped out for a moment, feeling the breeze on her face and taking in the rare quiet. It had been a rollercoaster of a day, filled with Kang's dramatic sighs and Yura's deadpan comebacks, and she had almost forgotten what calm felt like.
Of course, the serenity lasted all of three seconds.
"Jiyeon!" Kang burst through the door, looking flustered, with an expression that screamed "brace yourself." His apron was stained, hair slightly tousled from the whirlwind inside, and he held what could only be described as a butchered attempt at plating. "Explain this monstrosity."
Jiyeon squinted at the disaster in his hands: a pile of ingredients that looked like they'd lost the will to live. "Did you feed that to a blender before bringing it here?"
