"so what kind of spicies would you like" "oh-" "let's start with..""caribbean jerk barbecue?" "sounds perfect, go ahead!" "chili sauce?" "chili, always chili" "rosemary?" " rosemary? yeah. a lot, a lot of rosemary." "lots of rosemary? okay, ill just load it up."even more?" he raised an eyebrow at me, "no no that's enough." "pottagalrar?" "uh, yeah?" "cinnamon?" "yeah, fuck" "alright" he pulls out his cheese sandwich and grabs a container that says "cardamom" all around it. my favorite. "he starts putting it over his cheese sandwich, and he doesn't stop until the container is empty." when he finshies he smiles to himself and looks at me. he pauses for a second "did you also need cardamom?"i looked at him in utter disbelief. then i grabbed a handful of cardamom and sprinkled it on my cheese sandwich. he took off his apron, grabbed both of our sandwiches and walked passed me, brushing my side while saying "come outside."
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Fanfictionif everything is hopeless, take a day at a time. and if a day is too much, take an hour at a time. and if an hour is to much, take a minute at a time. (cover art not mine)
