[Getting rid of the lid for the tray is a little awkward from behind the bars. But once the food is front and center, Beelzebub's stomach growls loudly, even as he licks at his lips.]
It smells different than the others. A really good kind of different.
[God. He wants the whole thing in his mouth. But he carefully takes it in between his hands to work it into rough halves.
It tastes better with company. And if he's right...]
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It smells different than the others. A really good kind of different.
[God. He wants the whole thing in his mouth. But he carefully takes it in between his hands to work it into rough halves.
It tastes better with company. And if he's right...]
Did you make it yourself?