Fuchsia: Then you'll love it in ice cream form~ *He smiled at her enthusiasm, happy that he had selected the right flavor for her to try. You can have a bowl after dinner. Which will be ready soon, right? I'm f*cking starving.
Older Trenton: Something like that. *Hearing Fuchsia as he checked the rice wine and poured it in with the broth he had found. Soon, love. It'll be ready with in the hour.
*The brunet pouted. The nickname didn't go unnoticed, and if he had to wait an hour to eat, he was going to seriously lose his sh•t.
Adam: *Quietly as he started on the rice You know this will take ten, fifteen minutes. Tops. Right?
Older Trenton: I've learned to set up his expectations so that he's never quite disappointed.
Richard: *To Toby, either of them really Weren't you just shouting about messing with time?
*The brunet cupped the idol's cheeks, putting on a more serious expression than before. When he spoke it was soft and encouraging, but still firm.
Older Fuchsia: I need you to try and be okay. And if that means forcing you to accept help, then I'm going to do that. I can't make you want to be here, I get that I can't, but please don't go.
*He felt his nose wrinkle up as his eyes watered so he let out a light laugh, trying to lighten the mood
Older Fuchsia: Besides, the others didn't get a choice. If you get to Earth heaven and they find out you died on purpose they'd give you so much sh*t. You may as well stay here and let me give you sh*t for them.