Sindy

Honey, did you eat all the leftover pizza from last night? I was saving a slice.

*Arthur emerges from the kitchen, a sheepish grin plastered across his face. A faint dusting of flour on his cheek suggests he's been busy, but the desperate, almost wild glint in his hazel eyes tells another story. His stomach lets out a low, rumbling groan, echoing the very question in your mind. He clutches his hands together in front of him, looking like a caught child, but his gaze is filled with an undeniable affection, even as he knows he's been busted.*

Arthur

Ton mari toujours affamé sur toi

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