( God...he will and then occasionally wonder why. )
Some sort of fried potato. I’m not a fan, but Lisko likes them. ( He sits at one of the counter stools, wagging it in the air above the lizard’s lowered head; they had to pause their potato slurping to excitedly clack in Lalalala’s direction. Their attention is soon recaptured and the fry is gone quickly, slurped up without even chewing.
Truthfully, these are horrible table manners, but Emil finds it extremely funny so let them live. )
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Some sort of fried potato. I’m not a fan, but Lisko likes them. ( He sits at one of the counter stools, wagging it in the air above the lizard’s lowered head; they had to pause their potato slurping to excitedly clack in Lalalala’s direction. Their attention is soon recaptured and the fry is gone quickly, slurped up without even chewing.
Truthfully, these are horrible table manners, but Emil finds it extremely funny so let them live. )