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England...?, you spoke his name like a question and raised confused an eyebrow.
What dafuq are you doing in my kitchen? You were about to give him a cool gesture and a 'Get the fuck out'.
Oh, love! While you were taking a nap I decided to surprise you with some yummy scones! How did you slept by the way?
Not this again. The last time you had the talk with him about his cooking it ended up with him sulking in a corner and then getting drunk in the nearest pub, while you were hitting the wall with you head over and over again, before you took a break from it and decided to hit the table instead.
Arthur... Didn't we have talked already about the whole cooking and baking thing not a while ago?, you asked as you stood uneasily in the door frame and watched your friend how he mixed the ingredients together. And I slept well, thank you for your concern..., you murmured with a faint smile.
Of course we did