[Poggio]

When he came home, the apartment smelled wonderful. His stomach gave away his presence and he himself did not mind. He was more enthralled by his roommate in the kitchen. The room looked messy and he was covered in ingredients. Robin paused by the stove smelling the food that was still simmering before sneaking up behind Jerial. Pushing himself to the tips of his toes he looked over his roommates shoulder. “What are you making?” He asked softly.