━━ CLOSED STARTER FOR @chrlieqs FROM LUCI FT. CHARLIE
raising the bun to eye height, luciano’s brow furrowed as he attempted to deduct just exactly these apparent famous new york hot dogs contained. not once in the six years he’d been here had he ever been game enough, or even wanted to, give the things a chance. if anything, he’d given them a wide birth whenever he’d seen one in the streets. call him a food snob, but how could something that’s been sitting in a metal box in central park be anything near edible. “you know we could have just gone back to mine and i would have whipped something up for us because this?” the bun in hand was gestured sideways towards her slightly as he spoke. “if it tastes anything like what it looks like—it’s questionable at best.”









