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Oh no. Something troubling you or do you just need the time?

Just working for the money. 

My feet hurt.

There are no steps. M not doing that relationship shit again.

Good to know.  Definitely too soon then.

Don't get weird on me, Wes

My feet hurt.

Yeah, no. You can bring them

I figured that.  It’s a bit early for that sort of step.

There are no steps. M not doing that relationship shit again.

My feet hurt.

"Maybe I’ll have to come over and eat some Chinese leftovers tomorrow." 

"If you want to meet my father sure.  Otherwise, I can bring them to you."

Yeah, no. You can bring them

My feet hurt.

Morrison rolled his eyes, mouth still full, he speaks, “Nothing’s better than Spicy Mac.” 

"You haven’t had my mother’s Chinese.  I’m glad you’re liking it though."

"Maybe I'll have to come over and eat some Chinese leftovers tomorrow." 

My feet hurt.

Wes chuckled and shook his head.  ”No thank you, Morrison, but thank you for offering.  I had some of my mother’s best chinese dishes tonight for dinner so I’m afraid that would be a step down for me.”

Morrison rolled his eyes, mouth still full, he speaks, "Nothing's better than Spicy Mac." 

My feet hurt.

Oh, I factored that.  The serving I have for tonight is massive.”  Wes heats up the food and comes out to sit net to Morrison, holding out the giant bowl.

Morrison scoots over slightly and groans a little when he sits up to grab the bowl. He looks at it before tugging it towards his chest, grabbing the spoon. "Did you want some?" He asks before taking a humongo forkful. 

My feet hurt.

My feet hurt.

My feet hurt.

and my company.

Can you wait an 30 to 40 minutes?  It’ll take me some time to get it made, bring it over, and reheat it a little.

I guuuuuesss

My feet hurt.

  A dom’s happiness?

That’s a start.

and my company.

My feet hurt.

Neh. I want Mac and cheese with crushed red pepper and black pepper. 

I have Chinese food.  What’s in it for me if I bring you mac and cheese?

A dom's happiness?

My feet hurt.

Bring me food and you can be a little cute. 

I suppose I could bring you leftovers.  Do you like Chinese food?

Neh. I want Mac and cheese with crushed red pepper and black pepper. 

My feet hurt.

Don’t be cute.

Of course.  As you wish.  No cuteness here, Morrison.

Bring me food and you can be a little cute.