<hr/><div class="floatleft">(https://68.media.tumblr.com/5bf9f17db3b2ae501bc9deb15e1e9c2e/tumblr_onrm8vygIJ1s09iquo1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Wakana Hana<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bridgett’s Room - her home<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Tusday September 10th - 8:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Bridgette Desjardins<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Hana comes to Bridgett’s room to meet the invitation.<br/><hr/>Hana chuckled a little bit after hearing the woman in front of her try to say tempura. It was the first time her nervousness melted down, she felt much more relaxed now. She had struggled to say some english words too, and she could totally relate with that. Her face seemed much more relaxed, compared to when she had first shown up to Dinner.<br/><br/><strong>“Hoo....”,</strong>she tried to imitate the French word Ms. Bridgett said, but then she stopped in the middle, she wouldn’t be able to pronounce it for sure.<strong>“Alright, i’m sure i wouldn’t be able to spell it right.”</strong>, Hana smiled at her then stared at Ms. Bridgette. When her teacher started to chew her hand-made food, she was wondering if it suit her taste or not. Her eyes were locked on, time felt so slow, waiting for Ms.Bridgett to make a comment, any comment, she was ready to be criticized, she tried her best though. When Bridgette showed a reaction, Hana was half excited, and half unsure. To be certain, she asked,<strong> “How is it?”</strong>She rarely cooked for others and never cooked for a foreigner, so she always wondered whether their taste was the same or not. Some said that the taste buds of Japanese people and the taste buds of western people like Bridgette were different.<br/><br/>Hana was showing a face of relief and let out a sigh,<strong>“I’m glad if you like it.”,</strong>she smiled again at her teacher, she was feeling completely at ease around her. The student-teacher gap was gone just like that, she could see her as a friend instead of a teacher now.<strong>“Thanks, if you want, i can always make you some more.”</strong>, Hana smiled once again.<br/><br/><strong>“Eh, is that so? But you seems so friendly.”</strong>, Hana showed her interest in what Ms. Bridgett said, for her, she was quite easy to talk to, and it seemed impossible for it to have taken her that long; for her to talk to someone. So, she was wondering why.