Absinthe
Queen in Training
"Okay...I'm being a busybody, aren't I?" he chuckled, running his fingers on his hair. "I'm gonna back off now, I swear."
George placed the plates in front of them. He clapped his hands in delight. "I hope you like it. And...I just remembered, though I'm a bit too late. I never asked you the kind of food that you like, right? So what is it?"
He grabbed his burger and took a huge bite, his cheeks bulging comically. As the saltiness and crispiness of the bacon made his senses explode, he moaned in pleasure. 'This is seriously good. Wanna take a bite?" he asked.
George placed the plates in front of them. He clapped his hands in delight. "I hope you like it. And...I just remembered, though I'm a bit too late. I never asked you the kind of food that you like, right? So what is it?"
He grabbed his burger and took a huge bite, his cheeks bulging comically. As the saltiness and crispiness of the bacon made his senses explode, he moaned in pleasure. 'This is seriously good. Wanna take a bite?" he asked.