𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟷𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟺In a cozy dining room, a grandmother and two childhood friends, Keen and Sea, sat around a round table adorned with plates of food and cups of water.
"P'seaaaaa, This is an egg!" Keen exclaimed, pointing at his plate, his voice filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Sea, the older and more composed of the two, gently reprimanded Keen for his outburst. "Please don't shout, Keen. We're in front of a blessing. It's disrespectful," Sea admonished, his eyes fixed on keen, the younger boy beside him.
"But I don't eat egg, P'sea... No one told me that Kai Palo is an egg. With tofu," Keen explained, his gaze shifting between the plate and Sea.
"You don't eat egg?" Sea inquired, pointing at his own plate, a look of curiosity on his face.
"Yes, I don't like how egg looks," Keen admitted, seeking understanding from his friend.
Sea, ever the voice of reason, turned to their grandmother for approval before offering a solution. "Well, you can just eat the tofu. Ignore the egg," Sea suggested, his tone gentle and reassuring.
With Sea's guidance, Keen tentatively began his meal, focusing on the tofu and setting aside his aversion to the egg. As the meal progressed, Sea finished his food, leaving Keen to grapple with the remaining egg and rice on his plate.
Feeling uncertain about the egg, Keen turned to Sea for guidance. "What do I do now, P'sea? There's no more tofu left, but there's still rice," Keen voiced his dilemma, seeking advice from his trusted childhood friend.
"Why don't you try eating the egg? Just try it," Sea suggested, a hint of encouragement in his voice as he offered to help Keen. With a mix of trepidation and trust, Keen allowed Sea to feed him.
As Sea fed Keen, a moment of apprehension filled the air, with Sea anxiously awaiting Keen's verdict on the taste of the egg. Keen's initial response caught Sea off guard, his panic quickly dissipating as Keen's positive feedback broke through.
"You like it? Are you sure?" Sea asked, a mix of relief and delight coloring his expression as Keen's proclamation of newfound love for Kai Palo filled the room with joy and laughter.
"From now on Kai Palo is my favorite!" Keen declared.
𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎...
𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟺, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻
(𝚃𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢)In the soft embrace of morning light, Sea felt a gentle tap on his shoulders, pulling him from the depths of a dream-filled slumber. As he blinked away the remnants of sleep, his surroundings came into focus - he found himself seated at his table, his sketchpad adorned with a detailed drawing of Kai Palo, a dish that held a special place in his heart.
As Sea's gaze wandered around the room, it settled on Milk, his childhood friend and younger sister figure, standing before him. Her presence, a blend of concern and familiarity, brought a sense of grounding to Sea's thoughts, anchoring him in the present moment.
"Did you pull an all-nighter again, Sea?"
Milk's voice, filled with a mix of concern and teasing, broke through the quiet of the room. Sea rose from his seat, a silent acknowledgment of her question, his movements betraying a sense of avoidance as he made his way to his closet."I told you to stop pulling all-nighters, already! You don't even have any clients anyway, so take it slow," Milk's words, a gentle reprimand laced with care, echoed in the room as she made her way to the door. Pausing before leaving, she cast a glance back at Sea, her gaze meeting his with a mix of understanding and support.
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