[ It was strange. He enjoyed watching people work in general, from restaurant chefs to construction workers to practically anyone in between. He always had, and if pressed, he'd probably say that it was because he respected work. Closer to the truth, perhaps, was that Majima enjoyed watching people perform those skills that they had chosen to hone, whether out of love or duty.
Justine's skill might have been partially born from boredom or loneliness, but there was no skimming over the truth that was the deftness of her hands. And when she was finished, he leaned in swiftly to kiss her fingers before she could entirely pull them away.
With a small smile of his own, he started crumbling the bacon evenly over the pie, leaving a couple bigger pieces here and there. Variety was what made life (and pizza) interesting, after all. ]
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Justine's skill might have been partially born from boredom or loneliness, but there was no skimming over the truth that was the deftness of her hands. And when she was finished, he leaned in swiftly to kiss her fingers before she could entirely pull them away.
With a small smile of his own, he started crumbling the bacon evenly over the pie, leaving a couple bigger pieces here and there. Variety was what made life (and pizza) interesting, after all. ]
The bacon stage is complete, ma'am.