and man the front of the bike? no way! i can’t even drive a normal vehicle.

it always sounds fun to you.

( her eyebrows pinch together now, perplexed by that statement. it must be a man thing. ) but what if it was cold? would you still want to be barebacked?

you say it like it’s a bad thing. you can’t fully appreciate something until you try it for yourself, can you?

i didn’t take you for a career student, but you also called me a dumb blonde, so i’m not apologizing for that initial assumption. ✨

hmph.

you look like you’d skip your classes if you found them boring enough.

sometimes i don’t wear underwear on dress days. it’s a disaster waiting to happen.

( her brows shoot up, snagging a piece of toast. ) no, i just feel like i see you without one than i see you with one.

do you... own a shirt? i feel like it’s that point in time where i have to ask.

In the back, he starts grabbing some ingredients. Some of the stuff that he can use in its entirety, his body was flowing like music. Creating a symphony of flavors. Humming to himself as he cooks.

After completing it, he packaged and bagged 18 meals. Three meals for a week. Coming back.

“Here.”

no, i can get there on my own. your stupid motorcycle might make my dress ride up too much.

i prefer the seal version, but this is nice.

now that you asked so nicely, expect me there in about fifteen minutes. i have an errand to run first.