We Meet Again || Saeki & Alfred
He rolled his eyes, before shrugging a shoulder. “You better have a bottle of sake warmed up for me.” He remarked, waggling his eyebrows. “And no fruitcake! I swear, I chipped a tooth on one the last time I ate it. How do you guys eat that every year in America?”
"I do not eat it, because its horrible, its kinda a joke really in america" He laughed pointing at him just picturing the fact of this man eating one of those horrid cakes.
"Well! I'll have egg nog, I guess I can save you some sake." He said giving a rub of his neck thinking, that was Japanese booze if he remembered correctly.
Man he had been living too long at home to remember stuff, he was trying his best.












