to say you burnt everything you touched was a understatement. you were not made to be a cook, so when it was your turn to cook for the dorms it was a shit show.

you had tried to make burgers, you were told they were easy to make and basically impossible to fuck up. key word, basically. you brunt the patties and bought the wrong lettuce for the burgers. you got shredded cheese and the ketchup you brought back was expired. this was just great.

“bon appetite…” you said putting the food out to Kirishima, your taste tester. he looked at the burger suspiciously and then looked at you up and down.

“go buy a pizza now. this is a shit show.” he said, not even tasting the burger.

“what the hell kiri, your supposed to hype me up!” you whined and frowned.

“it’s impossible to hype something that deserves no hype.” he said looking at the burger in disgust.