Mar 16, 2019
Text || Ryde-or-Die
Uriel: Food.
Uriel: Come eat it before I have to toss it all out.
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Text || Ryde-or-Die
Uriel: Food.
Uriel: Come eat it before I have to toss it all out.
Text || Uriel -> Ryde or Die
Uriel: Right, I take back everything I've said. I want in.
Text -> Ryde or Die
Uriel: How're you holding up, darling?
Uriel: Need me to bring you anything? Food that doesn't come in a box?
@rydell-clarke
Humming to himself as he worked, Uriel put together two plates of the dinner he’d sunk the last two hours into preparing. He loved cooking, it was calming and menial with clear instructions and an immediate product for his hard work - the perfect thing to keep his mind from wandering off to unwanted territory. Plus, it gave him an excuse to have his closest friend over without seeming too desperate for attention.
A win-win so to speak.
Setting the two meticulously finished plates on the dining room table, he stepped back, a genuine smile tugging at his lips. Damn, he was good.