"Bought you a sewing kit."
"What for?"
"For you to sew your balls back on."
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Frisk.
Young
Smart
And fast
a calm before a storm.
She works as hitman and qualified as a professional at her work.
Used to be enrolled in...
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"Tell me how you like your eggs cook in the morning" There he is standing infront of the stove with his apron on And a spatula wrapped around his hand Frisk just furrowed her brows before answering "Uhh..scrambled" Sitting on the dining chair and just looking at him She didn't know he cook...hell she didn't know anything about him but this discovery sure as hell shocked her.
He came with a plate of her breakfast and some waffle.. Frisk never have breakfast her whole life.. Sometimes she only ate during dinner or not at all Cause she can't cook for shit and walking to a restaurant is just tiring.
G sat infront of her waiting for frisk to try on his cooking Frisk pauses "What are you waiting for? dig in" He lend her the butter knife staring at her as if he's waiting for any reaction...maybe even Chemical reaction. and it kinda creeped her out. She gotta admit, it does smells good..way too good to be a breakfast actually Piercing the fork to the soft cooked eggs as she finally chew on the moist and delicate texture
one thing that came across her mind is- 'this is so fucking good.' Without her knowing is that she's already eating it up so quickly that the plate is now clean and clear G sips on his coffee "So, do you like it?"
Frisk didn't answer him and proceed to try on other things that he made and it actually made him smile of how silly she is. if this is going to be a routine...she wouldn't mind eating more than three times a day
The waffle is by far the best thing ever..the sugary taste and tenderness fit her taste so well She ate a full slice..and another..and another "I didn't know you got a sweet tooth kitten" He said, and gave her his plate that has few more waffles.. And frisk without hesitation just pushed down the fork Chewing it ignoring everything he said And it manage to make him chuckle, giving her the time to finish everything while he smoke some cigarettes
Frisk lay back with a full tummy and it's making her hard to breathe.. "Coffee?" He ask and frisk shook her head, it's not like she can fit another thing inside her full stomach.
"Since you cant cook, you can Come over every morning at nine to have breakfast with me."
Frisk look at him and hesitated for a moment before nodding. Maybe living here isn't so bad afterall or so she thought.. It might be his first move to make her trust him and fall for his trap..for all she know he could've poisoned her But it would be pretty dumb to earn trust based on food.. Actually it wasn't that dumb...it might actually work if he keep this up...
G stand up and grab their plates placing it in the sink as he rolled up his sleeves and started to wash the dishes While frisk smoke some cigarettes staring out of the window, the city is as busy as bees the parks were covered with brown leaves as the wind blow it off
