[H1][color=fff79a]Romey[/color][/h1]

Glad for a chance to escape the fate of being forced into 'cleaning', I left my room the moment I smelled food.
"Thank you, Sasha." I told her quietly. Luke always seemed to make fun of her--and everyone else--whenever he could, so I always tried to make sure her efforts were appreciated, regardless. Though, I had never been the pickiest of eaters myself, so I suppose I didn't feel that there was as much to complain about, perhaps...

[H1][color=6ecff6]Ty[/color][/h1]

"I'm sure it will be just fine, as it usually is." I observed to Luke pointedly. Sure, Sasha had her bad days, but it wasn't all the time. Besides, she certainly didn't [i]have [/i] to cook for us. He should be a little more grateful that she wasn't making him pay for his own food.