Kakashi couldn't remember the last time he's actually had a debate over what shape the clouds had taken. It was strangely relaxing, and certainly the most carefree shift he'd had since he'd arrived in this place. Now, however, came a trial of a different sort. Kakashi had gotten his tray and his food, and then moved to a table to being inspecting it.

Apparently, the fish was a lie.

Instead of actually eating the monstrosity on his plate, Kakashi began taking apart what had to be tempura, and poorly done tempura at that. Half-tempted to look around for his roommate, Kakashi instead sighed and pushed the stuff aside. This time they hadn't even given him anything decent to go along with it. Maybe it was his punishment for having a decent time last shift.

His stomach growled a bit, and Kakashi found himself wishing he hadn't just been looking at a giant bowl of ramen in the sky.

[For Arty]