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Who: Li Shengshun (or Hei, as he sometimes prefers), and... whoever...
When: Day 15, Laaaaate Evening
Where: Apartment A: Kitchen
What: ~~Hei encroaching on Becca's territory~~ Dinnertime!

[There is a definite scent of GOOD FOOD going on here, and drifting down the hall to possibly entice those with empty bellies.

Anyone who comes to investigate will first be greeted by the RIDICULOUS amounts of food lining every available surface. Any stockpile of food in case of emergency has been demolished, in favor of creating this meal, and sounds from the kitchen indicate that someone's still at it.

Feel free to investigate.]

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[Becca walks into the kitchen and immediately starts shaking with emotion. Part of it is rage, part of it is sadness, and a lot of it is betrayal. She just stares at things for a few moments.]

[and bursts into tears]

[and turns right back around to walk out, trying to get back to apartment H and hide in her bed before anyone sees.]

[BLATANTLY STEALING FOOD]

[and Li looks back over his shoulder, manning the stove.]

Hey. I made dinner, if you want some-

[WOAH TEARS]

Wait- Are you okay?

[Doesn't seem to care, just keeps cooking.]

Is it any good?

You are a terrorist. A food terrorist.

Is that food even YOURS?

I was hungry. And it was in the fridge here. Nobody lives in this apartment, right?

[BECAUSE WHO WOULD WANT TO LIVE RIGHT NEXT TO THE GODS, SERIOUSLY...]

[whirling around to shout at him]

WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY COOKING? YOU'RE ALL PARANOID ASSHOLES I TRY TO DO THE ONE THING I CAN DO TO HELP AND IT'S NOT FUCKING GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU!

YOU'RE STRONG ENOUGH TO GO HELP FIGHT AND CLEAN AND I'M NOT. EVERYBODY'S GOT TO FUCKING HELP OUT AND YOU WON'T EVEN LET ME DO WHAT I CAN TO HELP.

NEVER FUCKING GOOD ENOUGH, IT'S NEVER FUCKING ENOUGH, I CAN'T--

[She gasps for air and puts her hands over her heart, pressing down on it. She's managed to upset her heart getting this emotional.]

Actually yes people do.

...Oh. Whoops.

Well anyone is free to have some. I'm not going to eat all of it.

Well, its your mistake, not mine.

[helps himself]

Not bad.

[WHAT DID I DOOOOOO]

Becca?!

[Taking a step closer, obviously concerned]

I- I didn't--

...I'm sorry. I forgot you cook for everyone, and I wanted to do everyone a favor.

Please, just have some dinner and calm down?

I guess that's the best I can hope for, with these ingredients.

Thanks.

[doesn't protest, though.]

[She's holding her heart as it goes bonkers in her chest. Gotta catch up with Dellen and get her to fix it. She takes deliberate, deep breaths, tears pouring down her cheeks.]

Half the people here keep saying I'm gonna poison the food and it's not safe to eat my cooking. Cause I'm totally batshit and want to poison random people or something. And now you're gonna make all the food instead? You're a strong guy you could go kill shit, what am I supposed to do to help? I can't even go outside the safe areas without passing the fuck out...