12/02 || un: n.sakasaki

[crystallomancy]

Winter. The Worst Season To Ever Exist. It's Cold And Wet And Gross, The Wind Goes Right Through You, And To Top It All Off, You Have To Watch Happy Couples Warm Each Other Up.

Fortunately, I Have Just The Thing To Help What Ails You. Let's Heat Things Up With A Debate, Shall We?

Every Food Can Either Be Categorized As A Soup, A Salad, Or A Sandwich. A Soup Is A Food Whose Liquid Content ("Soupiness") Is Deemed As "High". A Salad Is A Food Whose Liquid Content Is Deemed As Low ("Dressing"). A Sandwich Is Anything That Has What Could Feasibly Be Defined As Bread On Two Or More Sides.

Some Examples:

Pizza Is A Salad. The Liquid Ratio Is Almost None, Even In The Case Of The Greasiest Pizzas. While There Is Something That Can Be Defined As Bread ("The Crust"), It's Only On One Side. However, If You Fold A Pizza In Half, It Becomes A Sandwich.

Bread Bowl Soups Are Sandwiches. This Is Because It Functionally Has Bread On Two Or More Sides.

French Dip Sandwiches Are Soups, Despite Their Misleading Name. Dipping Them Into Au Jus Turns Them Incredibly Soggy, Leading To Their Classification.

Feel Free To Debate And Add Your Own Below. Just Don't Come To Blows Over This, Okay?

Comments

[mermaidcursed]

( ... okay, sorry noah, she has to go check on deranged man who'd kill for her #3, so rather than piping up on the network post, she's just gonna knock on his door and poke her head in. hello. the healing nene is coming. )

[devouringdeep]

[It’s practically silent in the room, everything as neat and tidy as he usually keeps it. Well... Mostly everything. His own tightly tucked sheets and bedding draw ample attention to the ruffled comforter and pillows of the upper bunk, mussed and disorganized as if someone had been resting there before leaving the bed in a hurry.

Childe himself is seated against the wall by the window, legs crossed with his PDA on his lap. He’s quietly typing away with a rather bored expression on his face, fidgeting with a fancy little chess piece that glows every time he rolls it between the fingers of his left hand.

He looks up when she enters, expression immediately plastered with that usual pleasant nature. His eyes, however, just sort of look... Tired. Like he hasn’t been sleeping all that well for some unknown reason.]

I’m on my best behavior, I promise.

[mermaidcursed]

( she sees the change in expression, the signs of someone having been in bed until they suddenly weren't... the even bigger lack of light in his eyes. nene closes the door behind her before walking over and sitting down beside him, head on his shoulder and fingers gently curling ontop of his arm.

she's not sure she believes that, but. something is wrong. so nene looks up at him, and waits. )

[devouringdeep]

[It's a very casual movement, the way he shifts his grip on the Gnosis and moves his arm to drop it into the breast pocket of his button down. It's done with confidence, as if he has nothing at all to hide, but the truth is he sort of wants to keep it to himself right now.]

What's your opinion then, zayka? Do you enjoy winter? Or are we going to have to do battle too? [His tone is soft and teasing, shifting to set his PDA down to curl his arm around her instead. Tuck the Nen safely against his side.]

[mermaidcursed]

( oh- hm. ... interesting. but, it's clearly not what he wants to discuss. so instead, nene hums thoughtfully before shrugging. )

i like snowball fights still but im more sensitive to the cold than i used to be because of a curse.

( ... by the way childe, she's cursed. )