a not so delicious meal {lance|blitz}

Burly hands wrap around the plants spread across the counter. Most of his day was spent gathering, and rummaging through the shops hoping to find a nice syrup. The easiest part was over, and he needed to mix the ingredients together, but all he had was a hammer. He could've asked Kirito for some money, but he didn't feel like it. He wanted to do this on his own to prove his life was still worth living despite his cousin being rich and famous. He grabbed the hammer, and placed the plants and syrup on the counter, and he used a old box beneath them. His guardian wouldn't appreciate him breaking her famous table.

Ludvig rolled his eyes before pounding the plants and syrup into nothing more than a mushy substance. He was going to make a soup. One that he watched Laia make many times before. But this one was different. He was missing something, but he didn't know what. So what did he do? He shrugged it off.

Carefully placing everything inside the pot, he brought it to a boil allowing it all to mix together. He wanted to share this with his family. To give them something warm in a potentially cold day. Once it was done, he took a tiny taste making sure it was alright, and it hit the spot. Using a handle, he left the house and headed out into the district. Wintry chills crawled across his skin, but soon he reached his destination, and he knocked on the door hoping someone would answer.