( “ so… do you think there’s any instant noodles left in the stores? or have they all been cleaned out by the billionaires? ” | @silkymoons​ | cindy moon )
cho let out an ungraceful snort, his eyes not leaving the pot of ramyeon. cindy was a nice girl, really smart, but also really clueless. not that he could blame her—she was stuck in a bunker for years, after all. “ha! i doubt those billionaires will touch the instant food aisle. they’re too rich for that sort of thing.” just imagining tony stark and bruce wayne cleaning out the noodles aisle was hilarious. “pretty sure they cleaned out the fresh produce though. man, you’d think they have their own farms or something.” he turned off the stove and opened the cupboard to get bowls and chopsticks for their noodles, his mouth already watering at the sight. “alright, come on, time to eat.”
