[ It's a flurry of movement, Murphy darting from the cabinets to the stove to the fridge, rescuing neglected produce and mixing up sauces that appear to have only been used once or twice since they were bought. About ten minutes later, he's spooning out a portion of vegetable stirfry for Bellamy and another for himself. Incredibly, he doesn't fumble once. Either he could do this in his sleep or he's accustomed to cooking while absolutely wasted. ]
Here.
[ He thrusts one bowl at Bellamy's chest. Eat, eat, eat. ]
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[ It's a flurry of movement, Murphy darting from the cabinets to the stove to the fridge, rescuing neglected produce and mixing up sauces that appear to have only been used once or twice since they were bought. About ten minutes later, he's spooning out a portion of vegetable stirfry for Bellamy and another for himself. Incredibly, he doesn't fumble once. Either he could do this in his sleep or he's accustomed to cooking while absolutely wasted. ]
Here.
[ He thrusts one bowl at Bellamy's chest. Eat, eat, eat. ]