[A frown tugs at his lips and he licks the empty fork again, shaking his head slowly. No, it didn't taste like water, he'd have said water. Hell, for that matter, do they even know what water really tastes like?
He shrugs unhelpfully.]
Neither, man, just-
[How do you even explain what mushy nothing tastes like? No seasonings, no... grill taste, no... nothing.
Instead of searching for the words, he just pushes the plate toward her a little.]
no subject
He shrugs unhelpfully.]
Neither, man, just-
[How do you even explain what mushy nothing tastes like? No seasonings, no... grill taste, no... nothing.
Instead of searching for the words, he just pushes the plate toward her a little.]
Try for yourself, see what I mean.