naughty boy.

❝ Well,      You are getting on a bit, old timer. ❞

               ‘ Yeah, well -- EH!? ’ The end of that sentence cause his eyes  to slowly trail, looking at her from the side.

She was on her way to see Worick, the girl really enjoyed bringing him food when she had the free time. 

“Yep! I made a lot of them for you and your friends.” She was trying a new recipe she had read in a book. “They’re thumbprint cookies. They have some strawberry jam in the middle of it.” she explained placing the plate of cookies down onto the table. “I hope you like them.”

He sits up, a grin going onto his face -- causing the cigarette in his mouth to tip. ‘ Aniiii, If you keep feeding me like this, You’ll fatten me up!’ He’s chuckling, grabbing one. He was sure that the rest of Benriya would love these too. He moves the cigarette from his mouth to take a bite, moaning at the taste.

“No shit sherlock, that could fuckin’ kill me!”

HE CONTINUES to hold the feline.

[  Sorry, I don’t know what you said.  I can’t hear.  ]

Nic was so damn difficult. Luckily, it was nothing that Worick couldn’t handle. He was used to it, and he damn sure wasn’t giving up. Not this time. He starts to do movements, first pointing to the cat.

Looking off from the book he was just flipping through,  his eyes catches the girl as she moves closer and closer to him.. The smile on his face only grows. 

SLOWLY pivots his beady gaze to the blonde. His hand lops over into a simple ’ What ‘ motion.

Disgusted gaze goes down to the feline.