[Their waitress, expertly balancing both plates between her hands as well as the soda, sort or hesitates beside the table as Ain deep throat’s that straw in front of god and everyone. Even Wolfwood, as collected as he’s managed to be so far, can’t help the way his jaw drops. This guy has no gag reflex. He’s just doing this in PUBLIC.
He manages to remember to close his mouth as she politely sets their plates down a moment later, prompting him to sit back and immediately snatch a fry off his own plate.]
W-well. It’s about to be better.
[He shoves the fry into Ain’s milkshake, gives it a good dunk, then pulls it back out and eats it. He settles back against the booth again with a nod towards his shake, still more ice cream than milk.]
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Date: 2024-02-06 07:27 pm (UTC)He manages to remember to close his mouth as she politely sets their plates down a moment later, prompting him to sit back and immediately snatch a fry off his own plate.]
W-well. It’s about to be better.
[He shoves the fry into Ain’s milkshake, gives it a good dunk, then pulls it back out and eats it. He settles back against the booth again with a nod towards his shake, still more ice cream than milk.]
Go on. Try it.