It become very monotonous!, he never really paid atention to you at day, all he was doing was cooking, see you eat and trying to become the "perfect chef" In his words. You get tired and told him the truth, You were leaving. Before You could reach the door, a knock hitted you and everything turned black... It's been days, you ankle hurted a little by the chains locking You to the wall of the beasement. Roro walked the stairs down, smiling slighly. "Good evening, love. I cooked dinner"