[ he's a little hesitant in letting go of elliot's hand, but he does it anyway and goes to sit at one of the nearer tables to the kitchen, chin propped on his palms. ]
[Grumbling under his breath Elliot reluctantly takes his hand back, only to hurry off to make his servant a sandwich. Is this what the world has come to?
At least he can make a sandwich though. That's one thing he's managed to learn how to do. It's nothing fancy - just peanut butter, jam and toast all put together and cut haphazardly in half on a diagonal. He returns soon enough, setting the plate and in turn his offering before Leo.]
[ apparently it has come to this... leo sitting here while his master is off in the kitchen making him a meal. a tiny part of him feels a little guilty for this, but it's nice to be able to sit here and have an excuse to simply watch elliot fumble around the kitchen. it's cute. it doesn't feel like home, but maybe it's better for them to be here, than back home.
he perks up when elliot returns with his sandwich. it's sloppy and crude, and leo pokes at it with a finger before looking back up at elliot. ]
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[Huff.]
Not that it matters...he's gone too.
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Now make me that sandwich.
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That's what you want? It won't be very good.
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[He's just...going to get a little huffy...but it's Fine. It's Fine...]
If you die from food poisoning it's not my fault.
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[ he's a little hesitant in letting go of elliot's hand, but he does it anyway and goes to sit at one of the nearer tables to the kitchen, chin propped on his palms. ]
Go on, I'll be right here.
[ waiting to get served. ]
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At least he can make a sandwich though. That's one thing he's managed to learn how to do. It's nothing fancy - just peanut butter, jam and toast all put together and cut haphazardly in half on a diagonal. He returns soon enough, setting the plate and in turn his offering before Leo.]
Here.
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he perks up when elliot returns with his sandwich. it's sloppy and crude, and leo pokes at it with a finger before looking back up at elliot. ]
This won't kill me, right?
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[No really, rude bitch? C'mon it's only PB & J!]
Do you need me to taste test it first?