Bolognese POV:
*flop flop flop*
*splatch*
I felt a disgusting thing splash on me.
I smelt pesto. The worst sauce ever created. So overrated. Green like puke.
P: what the ****, am I in hell? It smells like rotten meat here
B: who dares interrupt my night of loneliness ??
My depression wasn't enough. Now a slimy disgusting heavy thing was all over me...
P: are you the devil? If so I'm not okay with being here. I should be with god ...
B: respectfully, shut up.
P: ... alright, I have dreamt of making love with a beautiful risotto, but it was only a dream, I obviously wouldn't do that in real life.
B: eww
Seriously, what is happening? Am I dreaming? I may be sick. This life is not for me anyway
YOU ARE READING
Pasta to lovers
אקראיHave you ever imagined pesto and bolognese together? If not, read this book immediately. A fascinating enemies to lovers story about pasta ...
