โ Now, add the entire uncooked noodle disc and veggies to the broth I made!
. . . bโbut don't break them, I know it's fun breaking things but you gotta be careful.
To keep the noodles submerged, press them down with chopsticks or a fork.โ
he'd smile at her, giving her space.
Once yoru prepared the broth and added the seasoning, all that was left was to add the noodles and the vegetables she diced, he'd place 'em in a large saucepan on the stove and would take a whiffโ it smelt so good already his stomach growled.
โ uhโ you didn't hear that right?โ
He enjoyed the attention, but he flinched slightly as her sharp teeth tore into his tender flesh, cupping her head with his warm hands.
โ You'll have to bite harder if you want me to be yoursโโ
โ I heard that kitties believe they own their humans rather than the other way around, which reminds me of you and the way you treat me like a toy. โ
He smirks and lets her grab him, revealing his muscular body for her to feel and hold. He'd wrap his large arms around her +
โ of course, anything for you . . .
ะัะฐัะธะฒัะน ััััะบะธะน ะผัะถัะธะฝะฐ, ัั ัะฐะบะพะน ะณะพัััะธะน, ั ั ะพัะตะป ะฑั ะฟะพัะตะปะพะฒะฐัั ัะตะฑั ะธ ะทะฐัะฐัะธัั ะฒ ัะฒะพั ะฟะพััะตะปั ัะตะณะพะดะฝั ะฒะตัะตัะพะผ!โ
he butchers the accent completely but continues to say it with a straight face.
โ blood sport you say? my favouriteโ why not join forces and combine our dimensional capabilities, we could kill so many and win โ the games โ I wonder what the prize is hm.โ
he stands up from his chair leaning over the table, actively convincing her to let him join.
โ maybe it's all true, or maybe you are just an old drunk fool, guess you'll never know. โ
he drains the bottle completely emptying it, throwing it to the ground shattering it to pieces, before reaching his hand up at him for another drink.
โ hey, wanna go another round? โ
[ and when yoru says those things, at first he listened calmly while drinking, but when he heard about "earth" it made him almost spit out the rum. ]
"WHAT?! AHAHAH, mate, the things you're telling me, are they already the effect of the rum?! i thought you were strong
โ the games? . . . sounds fun, can I play? โ
he'd rest his hands on the table, leaning in slightly, two names? why would anyone need two names he'd wonder.