Unhealthy in the sense that they were sweet, salty and fatty, but many were homemade. Just not the shrimp chips. Those were totally unhealthy.
"Chess is a good game for that, I think," Bakura smiled as he got the bed ready in the spare room. "My father taught me how to play. Almost every time he was home from a dig, we'd get the board out...." There was a touch of wistfulness in his tone. Being in a two bedroom apartment with one one bedroom filled... it was far too familiar to home for him not to think of his father, even without the talk of chess. "You can make the pieces out of anything too, if there's no board back home to share. Back home, I've used figures from my RPGs to play just for fun."
Sure! Only hitch is that it's a 2nd room, so let's switch "settled in"?
"Chess is a good game for that, I think," Bakura smiled as he got the bed ready in the spare room. "My father taught me how to play. Almost every time he was home from a dig, we'd get the board out...." There was a touch of wistfulness in his tone. Being in a two bedroom apartment with one one bedroom filled... it was far too familiar to home for him not to think of his father, even without the talk of chess. "You can make the pieces out of anything too, if there's no board back home to share. Back home, I've used figures from my RPGs to play just for fun."