[Tim isn't much of a chef, technically, but he is basically capable of feeding himself, and he goes back and forth on how much he wants to trust Wonderland's prepared meals. Sure, you can sit down and think of anything you want and it's there, but do you really know what's in it? Maybe it's soylent. Maybe it's bugs. You don't know. Technically, you don't know that what's in the kitchen is what it appears to be either, but at least it looks, smells, and tastes right, and you're assembling it yourself.
So today, Tim's feeling more like he'd prefer to take his chances by making his food, rather than having it handed to him, and he heads down to the kitchen. He's not planning anything really complicated. Stir fry is pretty basic, and rice is easy.
He is surprised when he recognizes the other boy in the kitchen, though. It's not like they've ever met in person--not at this age, anyway--but Tim has seen plenty of pictures. Any time any reporter decides to do a piece of any length on Bruce, childhood pictures show up. It doesn't prepare him to see him in person though. He blinks several times in surprise, then moves the rest of the way into the kitchen, heading toward the refrigerator.]
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So today, Tim's feeling more like he'd prefer to take his chances by making his food, rather than having it handed to him, and he heads down to the kitchen. He's not planning anything really complicated. Stir fry is pretty basic, and rice is easy.
He is surprised when he recognizes the other boy in the kitchen, though. It's not like they've ever met in person--not at this age, anyway--but Tim has seen plenty of pictures. Any time any reporter decides to do a piece of any length on Bruce, childhood pictures show up. It doesn't prepare him to see him in person though. He blinks several times in surprise, then moves the rest of the way into the kitchen, heading toward the refrigerator.]
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