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ㅤ FOR @pastafxcker. ㅤ

ㅤ _ when he continues, “That's business talk, though, the food alright enough for you to reconsider my marriage proposal?” ㅤ

ㅤ _ to cross. “But I've mostly been having it alright, except for some nights when I'm not.” He turns with the answer his body to face you, elbow hard against the table as he props the rest of his arm and his head with it, the fainting crescent on his lips grows again _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ are easier to understand; they want him to feel with them, to fight with them, to be them, and they'd be happy when he does so. With another of his kind, though, there's a very thin line between sounding responsible and appearing weak that he really doesn't want _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ apparent when he's with another nation, he has come to realize, presenting himself and his pride that is his country being one of the very few things, if not the only, that he's most self-conscious and careful about. His people, from the beginning of his existence, _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ ties and naivety in youth, and his view of the question, shifted with it. What answer should he give if someone asks him how is he when one fifth of his people are barely eating? That he's great? He thinks not. “The ladies love it when I do that.” It's most _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ his mistaken carefreeness they saw as irresponsibility, and, with the things he's seen and the things he's heard he grew to know his responsibilities better, just as he grew to understand the rules of society more: the wisdom we learned, after all, do burn all the _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ he didn't understand the expectations and judgements that it brings. “Of course I'm still biting the roses,” He starts, playfully nudging you with his shoulder and takes another sip from his bottle. There was a time when people had talked of his carelessness, of _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ himself, and him feeling good doesn't mean that he should. Back when he was way, way younger, he would settle for no more complicated than a simple acknowledgement of his being's state ── he didn't understand, then, the prerogative someone of his position carries, _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ say that he's not, he would say he feels sick, or he feels good. But that's not the case. The case, and the fact, is that he's not only responsible for his own agency, the case and the fact is that he feels more than just fine and not, and he feels beyond for only _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ it is the sort of which he never managed to answer in both confidence and honest truth with. Simpler had he were just another face on the street, an identity responsible for him and him solely ── he would say that he's been fine if that's the case, or he would _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ figuring out what kind of answer he needs to give, and, what is it you're actually asking. And it may not be the case usually, given his nature, but this time, he might really does, and that impression might really be true. The thing about that question is that _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ way back to you, back in his shirt now, although he keeps it unbottoned, and back to his beer. He lets out a relatively smaller laughter as he sits on the chair beside you, a kind that could make someone think that he might actually be taking in your question, _ ㅤ

ㅤ FOR @pastafxcker. ㅤㅤ

ㅤ _ around and with the food in hand this time, grinning somewhat proudly when he puts it and a spoon down in front of you. “In the meantime, I call this el último minuto Antonio!” ㅤ

ㅤ _ cuts of jalapeños for the spice, and, some pasta chips for the crisp, the serving plate. “The festivals won't start until tomorrow, but I am planning to take you on a night out later ── we're welcoming Dia de los Reyes, people are celebrating.” He says, turning _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ attempt to woo you how he puts all his heart in it as he wants to make you feel welcomed. The laugh he once again lets out as he hears your latter words is bright and hearty still, and he tops along with it some parmesan for the grit, some basil for the greens, _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ Michelin star meal when you try it, and when the time comes, he would probably have to compensate in another way what he lacks in this plate. But it is a quick dish he's making and it is also an undoubtedly homey one, and he would say in both the truth and his _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ become, and, not wanting to take any chances with either possibility, he makes a mental note to close some windows later as he turns back to continue his cooking. Granted, the limitations would probably make it taste more like a familiar dish than it is a three _ ㅤ

ㅤ _ himself a bottle of beer from the fridge, leaning back against the counter where he drinks and watches you, considerately questioning whether the Spanish weather is too hot or you're just angry at him for being so slow in preparing the meal seeing how red you've _ ㅤ