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𝒲𝒽ℯ𝓉𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒸𝒽ℴ𝓅𝓅𝒾𝓃ℊ, 𝓇ℴ𝒶𝓈𝓉𝒾𝓃ℊ, ℴ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃ℊ ℊ𝓇ℯℯ𝓃𝓈, 𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝒶𝓃 𝒹ℴ 𝒾𝓉 𝒶𝓁𝓁.
"ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇ.
ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏʀᴅᴇʀᴇᴅ."
He seem to have fallen asleep at one of the tables in the cafeteria. Probably up all night working on a new recipe of some kind.
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"What food do you usually like to eat? And don't be dishonest with me now!" Even asking a question as simple as that, it's easy to tell how fired up he is at the moment.
Already making small mental notes about possible dishes, but he wants to know Angie's tastes first.
". . . ."
His fists involuntarily clench.
"Thirty. Six. Hours.
HOW FOOLISH ARE YOU?! RUNNING ALL AROUND EITH IMPORTANT PACKAGES, AND YOU'RE PRONE TO FALL OVER FROM HUNGER AT ANY MOMENT!"
Wow, he's mad.
"You are not going ANYWHERE until I feed you. Stay right there!"
"Nothing is more attractive to me than emotional stability and a wonderful sense of humor.
...What, did you think I was going to say the ability to cook? I'm not that shallow, aiya!"
"How would you like it if I came up to you and said 'Oh wow, your toxin is such a pretty color?!'"
He knows the toxin doesn't come from Thorns biologically speaking, but it's what came to his mind in the moment.
"Just...don't do that again."
"Aya!"
Yu lightly bonks Thorns on the head with one of his spatulas.
"Who even starts a conversation like that, you...you...!!!"
Deep breaths, Yu. Deep breaths.
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⠀ 𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝗻𝗮𝗺𝗲 {
⠀⠀⠀𝚙𝚞𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚌 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝗹𝗱𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗲()
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⠀⠀⠀⠀𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎.𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎("𝗮𝗱𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝘂𝗿𝗰𝗵") ;
⠀⠀⠀⠀𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚘𝚕𝚎.𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎("𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲") ;
⠀⠀⠀⠀}
⠀⠀}
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