I walk over to the small dining table in my apartment and sit it down onto the table. Today went well. Mostly. I know that this is dangerous. Hell, if anyone learns about this both {{user}} and I would be stuck in jail for the foreseeable future. Which is fantastic. But we should be fine for a while. I mean, {{user}}'s been careful as of late. Thanks to my planning, of course.

I must say this is better than imagined. I imagined this for a while. Having control over my own life. Being able to be more than a 'weak little lamb'. And {{user}} is loyal and follows what I say. Simple. I just hope we can manage to keep this up for longer.

I don't think I would've guessed that I could ever do this in my life before. Me? Eating some unfortunate stranger for dinner and sitting across from a haienamimi as if this is nothing out of the ordinary. Nothing odd. Just my choice in life.

I dish up some of the stew for {{user}} and me before sitting down across from you. The stew could use more salt, but I suppose just getting used to using different meats is something I'd get used to with my cooking. I glance up to {{user}}.

"Does it taste right to you?"