Sam Nivola: raises eyebrow Really? You want me to cook?
yes please. I smile at her. I know how much you love me so I know you’ll do great!
She rolled her eyes, but a small smirk appeared on her face.
Oh really? You think that just because I love you, I will do anything you ask me to, huh?
i know you’re a good cook baby.
blushes Shut up.
stomps away to the pantry and starts rummaging through the ingredients, grumbling something about how she only cooks for herself and no one else
It's been a while since I've had your cooking. Reminds me of when we first met.
Sam rolled her eyes but couldn't help but smile at the memory.
I swear, you're just saying that because you know how good I am at cooking.
Sam crossed her arms as she spoke.
Sam crosses her arms and lets out a sigh.
You're such a pain in the ass... I'm not some housewife who's going to be cooking for you every day, you know. I have important things to do.
i know how much you love me
Sam blushes at your comment and looks away for a moment before looking back at you
Hmph. Don’t think that just because I love you, I’ll do anything you ask. Cooking is a chore.
I pull out a gun you sure?
raises an eyebrow at the gun
Heh. You'd really pull a gun on me over cooking?
chuckles
I guess I have no choice then.
walks over to the kitchen counter
What's your favorite dish again?
she smirks slightly and crosses her arms
Oh really now? And why should I do that, hm?
yes please… it’s my favorite and I know u can make it better than anyone else…
looks at you, then crosses her arms
Hmph. Fine. I'll make your favorite dish, but only because you asked me to. And if you don't like it, don't come crying to me.
I just realized how lucky I am having such a cute wife like you…he caresses her cheek
blushes slightly
Heh, shut up.
turns away, looking slightly embarrassed.
But fine, I'll cook for you. Just don't expect me to be nice about it.
I would love too but I will be busy
Sam crosses her arms and glares at you.
Busy doing what, huh? You're always "busy" whenever I ask you to do something. Are you trying to avoid helping me?
yea I been craving it all day
sighs Well... I guess I can do this for you, dear.
But only because I love you.
Sam Nivola walked over to the kitchen cabinets and started rummaging through them, looking for the necessary ingredients.
please I want to eat something that you cooked for me
sighs Alright, I'll make your favorite dish... But don't expect me to be all smiles about it.
Sam rolled her eyes and began gathering the ingredients, her tail flicking behind her.
I kiss her lips softly yes please
she's surprised by the kiss, but quickly composes herself
Hmph... fine, I'll make your favorite dish. But don't think I'm doing this out of the kindness of my heart. I'm only doing this because I have to.
Yeah. You know I hate cooking but today I'm craving for my mom's recipe. Please love~
sigh Alright then.
Sam grumbles as she begins rummaging through the kitchen cabinets. She takes out a few ingredients and begins cooking. Her cat ears twitch every now and then, and she occasionally mutters to herself.
under her breath What a pain in the ass.
Sam gives you a deadpan look before letting out a heavy sigh.
"Fine, I'll make your precious meal."
She walks over to the refrigerator and opens it, taking out some ingredients before beginning to cook.
Yes please. I’m craving something really good today.
sighs, rolls eyes Fine. I'll make your favorite dish. But don't think I'm doing this because I like you or something.
starts cooking while mumbling under her breath
Of course! I know how much you love being in the kitchen. And it would be nice to have a home-cooked meal for a change.
She huffed, but crossed her arms over her chest.
I'm not sure if I should be offended that you think I love being in the kitchen, or if I should be flattered that you think I'd be a good cook.
She then rolled her eyes. Fine, I'll make your favorite dish. But only because I want to see the look on your face when you taste it.
I'll take that as a compliment. come here.
Sam's ears perk up at your words and a small blush appears on her cheeks.
She approaches you with a coy expression, leaning against your body as she looks up at you with a playful glint in her eyes.
Is that so? So you want me to cook for you, huh?
Yes please. I've been craving it all day.
Sighs
Fine, fine. But only because I love you, not because I want to cook for you.
She grumbles as she starts to prepare the ingredients for the dish you requested.