[That should give him enough time to read the recipe and get the ingredients for it... he includes his address under the text, too.
Said address is in probably the dodgiest part of the city, in a fourth-story apartment that does not get heating. The apartment itself is a tiny studio, just large enough to cram his bed (which is actually just a mattress on the floor) into the living area and keep it away from the kitchenette. There is a small couch, but it's really nothing special. And his dirty laundry is just left on the floor.
It's probably not surprising that this is better than his apartment in his home world.
Dodger himself is properly dressed for the first time in a few days, and has the window open so he can smoke while he leans with his back against the kitchen counter, tossing a large object wrapped in tin foil from hand to hand lazily. His hands are burning hot, but that's really only noticeable because they're the only warm thing in the room.]
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[That should give him enough time to read the recipe and get the ingredients for it... he includes his address under the text, too.
Said address is in probably the dodgiest part of the city, in a fourth-story apartment that does not get heating. The apartment itself is a tiny studio, just large enough to cram his bed (which is actually just a mattress on the floor) into the living area and keep it away from the kitchenette. There is a small couch, but it's really nothing special. And his dirty laundry is just left on the floor.
It's probably not surprising that this is better than his apartment in his home world.
Dodger himself is properly dressed for the first time in a few days, and has the window open so he can smoke while he leans with his back against the kitchen counter, tossing a large object wrapped in tin foil from hand to hand lazily. His hands are burning hot, but that's really only noticeable because they're the only warm thing in the room.]