i wish i could blame quarantine for walking around my apartment saying “doritos?” as i look for my misplaced bag of doritos but im not allowed to quarantine and that’s just how i am

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i wish i could blame quarantine for walking around my apartment saying “doritos?” as i look for my misplaced bag of doritos but im not allowed to quarantine and that’s just how i am

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I think that even when rusamechu has a rocky way to build a relationship, those three bond when it comes to food and cooking, each of them brings a certain thing to the table. Like Yao would have the more elaborate recipes, but I also think Ivan would be the best with broths and/or soups, and if it's something grilled then Alfred is up to it. So long story short, my head canon is that they're gluttons that can cook for each other xd
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Ahhhh okay, okay, rusty ass writing but it's honest work.
Every step he took, screeched slightly, Alfred felt like a clown with squeaky shoes inside the chapel, he settled behind the rows of chairs, to the left of the chapel where surely an open window allowed the sunlight inside. The silence was rather unsettling for him, he let out a soft whistle, observing the scene, his gaze focused on the face of the victim and he turned to Kiku. “Isn't this one of the guys that worked in Francis’ restaurant?”