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[legally_blond]

My father's in town for a few days on business and we went out for dinner tonight. I had a really lovely seafood spread with scallops that melted in the mouth. Yum. I think I ate enough to not need to eat anything all weekend, I'm so full.

He was inordinately curious about who I've been hanging out with in Tokyo, and was accusing me of being happier than normal. It's like that's a bad thing. Parents can be very unnecessarily nosey.


On slightly less concerning topics, I'm currently looking for a person to take my cute kouhai out on a date. He's probably the only nice person I know from back in the day and even if he had a stupid growth spurt in the past few years, he's still very cute.

Bonus points if you like bunnies and baked goods. And freckles.

Comments

[darkfoal]

He is a bit picky.

[avant_goya]

He’s spoiled.

[darkfoal]

That too.

[legally_blond]

And who's the one who's guilty of spoiling me the most at the moment?

[avant_goya]

It’s true. Maybe I should start cooking more broad dishes to explore your limits instead of catering to your pickiness.

[legally_blond]

As long as you actually think I'd enjoy them and aren't just going to be a dick who makes me eat bitter foods all the time. I'm not going to eat things just because it was you making them.

[avant_goya]

I'm not psychic. I'm not going to make things I know you hate, but it's not like I can guess everything you can or can't tolerate.