If you are still doing the OC asks;
Jameson, what’s something you were surprised to see Nanda being a nerd about? Anything from music, food, movies, etc!
Nanda, describe your perfect day! SFW or NSFW!
Jameson, thinking back on his time with Nanda, sits in silence for a moment too long. His scowl deepens. You notice his throat moves, as if he can't quite get the words out. When he finally speaks, his voice sounds even raspier than normal, slightly thin. His eyes might glimmer, a little. "Food. He used to talk all the fucking-" His voice catches. The glare on his face suggests pointing out his obvious grief will result in violence. "The fucking time about food. Food from different countries, different ways to make goddamn cheese, how he ate that poison fish in Japan one time for w-work..."
Nanda, being dead, has the benefit of hindsight and a better awareness of himself. He smiles, head tipped to one side. "Blowjob wake-up call, French toast brunch, take the pet to the specialty room for the afternoon, give him a bath after... Bathe with him... Fun in bed after dinner... Fall asleep with his head in my lap. Perfect day." His smile turns slightly nostalgic. "We had a few of those."
