1 A Shift at the Inn [Open] Sat Apr 13, 2019 6:03 am
Gattsu
D-rank
The morning came slowly, bearing through a night with no sleep, Gattsu did nothing more than stare at the roof as he listened to the storm beat down upon the roof. He had recently changed rooms into the attic, taking a spare bed and dresser kept there for emergencies.
For hours seemingly, Gattsu stared and wondered, pondering the day that stood before him. It was sunday, and he did as usual when he had no weekend plans, taking over the innkeepers duties, so that they wouldnt have to work all the time. A day of rest would do them good, and if the rain stopped, he may not have to run any errands tommorow.
At the first streak of sunlight across the sky, Gattsu slowly arose from bed and got dressed into his favourite outfit, A set of black commoner clothing.
He went down to the kitchen, grabbing some wood from under the counter for starting the fire under the pot. Gattsu rummaged through the cupboard, finally finding all the ingredients, as well as a bucket of leftover chicken stock and some premade and wrapped noodles.
That old lady is always so thoughtful. She even set me up for today to make it easy. I should do something special for them in return, as soon as I have a chance.
It took the better part of an hour to finish cooking, and by then he had already donned his apron and begun making bread to go with it, stopping occasionally to wash his hands and stir the soup.
The smell of the bread usually wakes people up, but almost no-one is stirring. I know were full up right now, so it must be the storm keeping them asleep, or at least preventing me from hearing them.
As if he had thought it into existence, Gattsu glanced over to the stairs to hear a set of footsteps approaching this way.
I hope they like soup and bread, i'm not a great cook.
As the footsteps made it to the top of the stairs, Gattsu turned to stir the pot, and offered a warm greeting to the visitor.
"Good morning, Would you like some breakfast?"
[WC 365]
For hours seemingly, Gattsu stared and wondered, pondering the day that stood before him. It was sunday, and he did as usual when he had no weekend plans, taking over the innkeepers duties, so that they wouldnt have to work all the time. A day of rest would do them good, and if the rain stopped, he may not have to run any errands tommorow.
At the first streak of sunlight across the sky, Gattsu slowly arose from bed and got dressed into his favourite outfit, A set of black commoner clothing.
He went down to the kitchen, grabbing some wood from under the counter for starting the fire under the pot. Gattsu rummaged through the cupboard, finally finding all the ingredients, as well as a bucket of leftover chicken stock and some premade and wrapped noodles.
That old lady is always so thoughtful. She even set me up for today to make it easy. I should do something special for them in return, as soon as I have a chance.
It took the better part of an hour to finish cooking, and by then he had already donned his apron and begun making bread to go with it, stopping occasionally to wash his hands and stir the soup.
The smell of the bread usually wakes people up, but almost no-one is stirring. I know were full up right now, so it must be the storm keeping them asleep, or at least preventing me from hearing them.
As if he had thought it into existence, Gattsu glanced over to the stairs to hear a set of footsteps approaching this way.
I hope they like soup and bread, i'm not a great cook.
As the footsteps made it to the top of the stairs, Gattsu turned to stir the pot, and offered a warm greeting to the visitor.
"Good morning, Would you like some breakfast?"
[WC 365]