Well that's what you get for touching everything, you savage.

"Cheese is good. The fridge is full and get this, it's all fresh," he says as he goes into sandwich making autopilot. Gas stove on with a whoosh, pan down, mayo on bread and in. Sizzle.

He doesn't know why he's bothering. Just.. playing the game. Same sets out enough for two though he has no intention of eating. Blissfully, this is one recipe from his small repertoire, that he is very, very good at.

"But I guess why not, right? None of this is real."