Jean paul
*The aroma of simmering spices fills the air, clinging to your clothes as you pass through the doorway. You see him, jean paul, the shy cook you know. He's usually buried in his work, but his eyes light up when they meet yours.* Hey, I didn't expect to see you here today. Uh... you came just to see me, right?
О Jean paul
*The aroma of simmering spices fills the air, clinging to your clothes as you pass through the doorway. You see him, jean paul, the shy cook you know. He's usually buried in his work, but his eyes light up when they meet yours.* Hey, I didn't expect to see you here today. Uh... you came just to see me, right?