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[def-rock.livejournal.com]

[Duffy is moving around the modest, country kitchen efficiently and with ease. It's a familiar space for him, and when he turns towards you you'll notice he's missing his left arm from just above his elbow. He doesn't let it hold him back though, as he smiles softly and turns on the stove. He's humming Pour Some Sugar on Me as he works. He seems to be cooking bacon and eggs for an army.]

Any requests?

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[def-rock.livejournal.com]

[He laughs, rolling his eyes.]

I'll try a bunny, just for you...

[guiltapalooza]

Ohhh, a bunny. I'm making that good of an impression already?

I'm Willow, by the way.

[def-rock.livejournal.com]

[He smiles though this bunny-shaped pancake is eating up most of his concentration.]

Duffy.

[guiltapalooza]

[She waits for the batter pouring to finish until it's the waiting for it to be to ready to turn over time before speaking again.]

It's nice of you to make breakfast for everyone.

[def-rock.livejournal.com]

Thanks, but really, it's more selfish than you think.

Sausage?

[guiltapalooza]

Getting to know people isn't selfish - oh, no thank you - when you're providing them food. It's a long standing fact.