thecanarylives: (smile: look up)
thecanarylives ([personal profile] thecanarylives) wrote in [personal profile] konstant 2022-08-07 05:30 am (UTC)

She's seen his eyes light up at the simplest things - a mixed drink, a piece of fresh fruit, a random appetizer they serve at the bar. She's gotten into the habit of mixing up small tastes of this and that at the bar - a shot with a spice he's never tried or a juice they've just gotten in.

There's not much light in his eyes now, though. Not after that thing had gone and snuffed it out. Still, he's trying, like he said he would, and at the very least he has to be starving from everything he's just been though.

She toes off her boots, unwraps the tin foil and perches back onto the edge of the bed next to him, crossing her legs underneath herself and offering it out for him to break off a piece. "It's good. There's chocolate chips in it." She grabs a piece for herself, munching on it thoughtfully, trying hard not to keep looking over him, keep checking to make sure he's not crumbling.

"I think pretty much everything he makes is amazing. But I'm shit in the kitchen." She offers a small smile. "Do you have a favorite food?"

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