“Need anything, Ronald?
Or are you just hungry and indecisive?”

"Hungry. ’M definitely hungry. And–”
{pause}
"Nope. Just hungry.“
"What’s that supposed to mean?“ he asked, arms folded over his chest in his defensive mode. She wasn’t wrong though– he...
“Frankly, I just want to see you try and cook something edible. Why don’t ya trust me, brother? I wouldn’t touch the...
