[ Eric smells food, a lot of it. His poor stomach protests to find out where it's coming from and for once he's going to follow it.
He finds himself sneaking into a temple and coming face to face with a lot of food in a kitchen. So many boxes, with so much delicious smelling food. He's almost distracted enough by that before he realizes someone else is in the room with him.
He squeaks quietly, backing away as fast as he could before he's noticed. Unfortunately, he wasn't seeing where he was going and ran into a wall, causing some noise. He freezes. ]
July 17 Because I like to suffer
He finds himself sneaking into a temple and coming face to face with a lot of food in a kitchen. So many boxes, with so much delicious smelling food. He's almost distracted enough by that before he realizes someone else is in the room with him.
He squeaks quietly, backing away as fast as he could before he's noticed. Unfortunately, he wasn't seeing where he was going and ran into a wall, causing some noise. He freezes. ]
A-ah...