[the kitchen is dirty, but that doesn't seem to bother the nine foot tall bird man. hood up, mask down, he's drifting back and forth between counters, seemingly in the process of examining literally everything in the room.
he's looking at a spatula right this second with a fairly puzzled look on his face. what de fuq is this thing.]
week one, monday
he's looking at a spatula right this second with a fairly puzzled look on his face. what de fuq is this thing.]