[ Whatever he's imagining, he's undoubtedly right on the dot. Meat jelly, soft fluffy buns, cheese and vegetables. With, of course, a sweet profile. The lip lick makes him chuckle. Next will be a hamburger and cream soda then.
But oh. That! That flusters him, actually. He's sure Vash doesn't mean it the way it sounds but it sounds very-
He aha's softly and clears his throat, trying not to blush but he's failing. Mister Stampede, please! ]
Ah, yes, I suppose...
[ Well, if he wanted a distraction, he certainly got it! To cover up, he hums and takes the first bite this time indeed, trying to tilt the pizza in a way he doesn't get a mouthful of hair too. Which means he has to tilt the pizza downwards.
If he gets a jelly piece to the face well. The hazards of holding hands while eating pizza. ]
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But oh. That! That flusters him, actually. He's sure Vash doesn't mean it the way it sounds but it sounds very-
He aha's softly and clears his throat, trying not to blush but he's failing. Mister Stampede, please! ]
Ah, yes, I suppose...
[ Well, if he wanted a distraction, he certainly got it! To cover up, he hums and takes the first bite this time indeed, trying to tilt the pizza in a way he doesn't get a mouthful of hair too. Which means he has to tilt the pizza downwards.
If he gets a jelly piece to the face well. The hazards of holding hands while eating pizza. ]