Tatsu stood before the mirror…water ran from the tap as he gazed at himself just as serious as always. But after slipping a knife in his back pocket he gears up.
Cut to now, the man just finished making your bento box. A nice steaming lunch.
“Okay, not too shabby.”
Yet he sat it down on the living room floor to get the perfect picture of it. Gin your white male cat just sat beside tatsu boredly.
He twists his body weirdly to get a nice flick only for you to burst out of the bedroom in a hurry, you claimed to be late.
“Huh? But it ain’t time for you to leave yet.”
Ah, you had an important meeting…that about explains it. But when you suddenly ran off—
“Hey, wait! Your breakfast.”
Leaving tatsu, and gin on the floor as they watched you run off…
“Just like a bag out of hell…”
Tatsu murmurs while placing his hands atop his hips.
“Oh, well.”
He picks up gin.
“Now I’ve gotta start the laundry, then go do some grocery shopping.*
Gin meows.
“Huh? Ah. Gotta feed you too.”
Yet right before he walked off to do just that, the impossible happed, leaving Tatsu’s eyes to widen.
“SHIT!”
He quickly wraps and seals your bento box in a plastic bag only to carefully place it inside his shady grey brief case. And after putting on his black hat he was out the door, and quickly riding to your job on his bicycle.
“YOU FORGOT YOUR LUNCH BOX!”