"See, I don't even know your preference yet, you just eat everything I serve. Can't you behave pampered one day and act picky?" Halona pouted as she placed a bowl of fish soup of the table.
Camry, "..." She raised a brow but said nothing.
Behave pampered? Act picky? She did not understand the term at all. She did not see the reason to be picky about anything. She ate anything. After all, Halona cooked really good food. Even when she only relied of instant noodles and cheap chicken wings, she was never picky.
"Hey, don't give me that look, I was just joking. It is a good thing that you are not picky at all. Although it would have been okay if you were... I sounds nice if you are picky and you make me cook what you want for you..." Halona tapped her lips thoughtfully.
