His beautiful eyes. So gorgeous. The pasta sitting on the table in front of me was staring at me with noodles filled with desire. I couldn't take it anymore, it was love at first sight. There was me, a super quirky emo girl who loves anime and manga and is totally an otaku, and then you had him, beautiful pasta with red sauce and brilliant noodles. My mouth was starting to water in the anticipation of our first touch, the sweet taste of his noodles across my lips, the red sauce spreading into my mouth. I felt like I was in heaven. You had me, just a quirky freshman, and then him, a god. What could I do? And before I knew it, he was gone. Completely devoured. I shivered as the last of his warmth went down my throat. I never knew when I'd see him again, but for the time I was with him, I was in complete bliss.
Inspiration by Dannylee-chan and Chainsaw54824
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Beautiful Noodles
Novela JuvenilComedy is dead. I like cats, sometimes, preferably cats that aren't mine. You should read this, or don't, that's cool too.
