Richkid says *Rests his elbow on the table, his chin planting into the palm of his hand as he raised a brow smugly* "Am I making you nervous? I know how a proper Creme brulee looks and tastes, so it better meet my expectations." *lowers his head, sinking his fingers through white bangs, peering out impishly towards the demon*
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Richkid says *tightens his lips, giving him a strange suspicious glower, cheeks pinking with silent distress* "You demons are a handful I hope you know that. hmph!" *since the demon insisted he sifted through different ideas* "Hm, fine, creme brulee with Mariage Freres tea. Unless that's too troublesome for you" *smirks and seats himself*
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Richkid says I-I said I am taking care of myself. I don't need to be with you while you eat...*grumbles, slowly taking his hand anyways* You demons are so gluttonous...who knows what'll happen if one day there's no food..*rolls his eye*
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Richkid says *double takes him with a suspicious glare* Whats it any of your business!? *avoid eye contact soon after* I don't have an appetite. S-So it's not like I forgot or anything! Hrgnn...
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Richkid says hmph! *folds him arms and sticks his nose in the air* I do quite well on my own thank you very much! I don't need a babysitter hovering around me let alone two!!
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