Ā dingobergā:
after he was done cutting up the plantains, he tossed them into a bowl and mixed it with a sprinkle of salt and waited as the oil was ready. his eyebrows knitted together as he had multiple thoughts roaming through his on what could go down at the party, his rested his clear glove covered hands on the counter and observed the university students outside the kitchen. there were only two reasons why kaden took it upon himself to cook at this party, one he needed a cover to observe everyone and second the food here did no justice, so he took it upon himself to cook for himself. his thoughts vanished when he heard the sound of the oil popping, it was ready. he added the plate of uncooked plantains into the pan of oil. when he had done that a little tiny ounce of oil jumped up at his face and he instantly took a quick step and hissed. he heard laughter and quickly turned around to face the laughing culprit.Ā ā so, did you know that was gonna happen or something ?Ā why the fuck are you laughing ?Ā ā he let out a tsk,Ā ā hope you know that the food i am currently making ? you wonāt be getting shit, instead i will be laughing that you guys are eating shit food here, ā he commented with a shrug of his shoulders.Ā
the words confused her. what confused her even more was that they were directed toward her. they had to have been, right? she was the only one close enough to have seen what happened --- she didnāt, but there was no one else around. melody looked up from her phone, a blank stare on her face. maybe sheād laughed at the wrong time and it was coincidental. but she wasnāt about to be snapped at because of circumstance.Ā āiām not eating the food, so i donāt... really care whatās being served out here,ā she said.Ā āi was also laughing at a video, not that itās any of your business. you always jump to conclusions?ā she asked.
