Ren stirred the pot slowly, inhaling the scent of the repetitive dinner. When the ramen was almost ready, he dropped a pack of chopped chicken sausages into the pot, stirring fervently as though he was expecting a genie to rise out amongst the plumes of steam.<br/><br/>Though nothing splashed out of the pot throughout the vigorous stirring, the sloshing sound was enough to set Jasper's alarms going, "Hey, hey, hey. Go easy on the ramen, I want to eat you know? You can continue after you have separated your portion and my portion. Even then I wouldn't care if you blended your meal together!" He laughed and returned to the television.<br/><br/>Ren gnashed his teeth, food tastes good only when you have cooked it well with much effort. Tch, inexperienced. He scooped an equal portion of the noodles into two bowls, soaking them with the fragrant gravy. "Done, come and eat and stop watching Suzu's skirt."<br/><br/>"OI! I'm not watching it because of the girls, goddamn it! I'm watching it for a guess of what would they be performing..."<br/><br/>"Right."