There's such an abundance of food here - and in different forms and flavours I've never seen. [ dimitri sounds amused as he considers it, blissfully unaware of sylvain's domestic intentions. he figured he was going to live alone like a rat subsisting on 7-11 cheese string and gatorade. ] It seems so interesting. I wish we knew more about the lives of the people who lived here. I feel as if I'm painfully intruding into their spaces, every time, even if there's nobody around.

[ like, vending machines exist, that's so amazing. ]