The icing on your cake, the cherry on the top
He freezes the moment she reaches for him, the paper ring given over without any fight, in part because he doesn't know what's happening yet. He'd been too busy ensuring he makes it out of the server's war path to pay much mind to what's on the table. "Oh really?" he drags the words out with a high tilt, 'brows rising to match as he regards her sudden eagerness with something completely self-assured. "Knew you'd come around. I'm irresis—"
It's about then that he sees the organization of the plates, gaze sparking on the shining strawberries and the prize they are. "This was always about the strawberries after all," he scoffs, feigning a wound that only breakfast betrayal could accomplish. Taking a forkful of the sugary fruits as payment owed he slides her proper plate towards her. "It's a good thing you have waffle immunity now." Not that he would have forfeit his pancakes for these, with or without strawberries, but the threat looms just the same.
It's about then that he sees the organization of the plates, gaze sparking on the shining strawberries and the prize they are. "This was always about the strawberries after all," he scoffs, feigning a wound that only breakfast betrayal could accomplish. Taking a forkful of the sugary fruits as payment owed he slides her proper plate towards her. "It's a good thing you have waffle immunity now." Not that he would have forfeit his pancakes for these, with or without strawberries, but the threat looms just the same.
Kaisel
The perfect mix of Saturday night and the rest of your life
Wearing a watery blue, faded and stretched-out sparkling hair tie on his left wrist
