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So awkward... Why did he have to stare at her so intently? And the head tilting? What the hell was with that? It was almost like he was a child. She had half a mind to leave but the idea of a meal was too tempting. Damn mannerisms. She should have just dug into the food, even if she did end up looking like an animal in doing so.
But he suddenly picked up the sausage, cooked it, and offered it to her. That was her cue.
Almost snatching it out of his hands, Rose dug in ravenously. She didn't even bother to sit down, just chowed down while standing. The savory juices, and the texture of the meat was heaven. Absolute heaven. And she finished it in seconds. Without waiting for another invitation, Rose dug into the cheeses, the water, and even started eating some of the frozen meats. However she made sure she didn't bite into a thickly frozen piece of flesh. Her plan was to fill up, not end up with a broken tooth.
Once finished - the process would have taken about ten minutes - Rose's sense of reality kicked in. Highly embarrassed, she looked for something to wipe her face off. There wasn't a napkin nearby oddly enough, so Rose resorted to dipping her fingers into the water and used that to clean off her face. From ravenous animal, to a cultured lade, Rose was trying to redeem her womanly qualities. Problem was she wasn't sure if she was pulling it off very well.
She cleared her throat and said delicately, "Thank you for the meal... I uh, I...Thank you."
The sentence hung in the room, almost echoing. Rose had to fight off a wince.
What now?
But he suddenly picked up the sausage, cooked it, and offered it to her. That was her cue.
Almost snatching it out of his hands, Rose dug in ravenously. She didn't even bother to sit down, just chowed down while standing. The savory juices, and the texture of the meat was heaven. Absolute heaven. And she finished it in seconds. Without waiting for another invitation, Rose dug into the cheeses, the water, and even started eating some of the frozen meats. However she made sure she didn't bite into a thickly frozen piece of flesh. Her plan was to fill up, not end up with a broken tooth.
Once finished - the process would have taken about ten minutes - Rose's sense of reality kicked in. Highly embarrassed, she looked for something to wipe her face off. There wasn't a napkin nearby oddly enough, so Rose resorted to dipping her fingers into the water and used that to clean off her face. From ravenous animal, to a cultured lade, Rose was trying to redeem her womanly qualities. Problem was she wasn't sure if she was pulling it off very well.
She cleared her throat and said delicately, "Thank you for the meal... I uh, I...Thank you."
The sentence hung in the room, almost echoing. Rose had to fight off a wince.
What now?