Steaming hot, lukewarm cold.
Runny, a bit hard or slightly burnt.
I like rice.
I like the sound it makes while washing it. I hate how far it skitters when I’m not careful. I like the look of it, the fragrance and I find that almost anything can keep it ccompany.
So it’s no wonder my favourite mukbangs are rice. So I’m guessing Gwen/(O)Kazu likes rice.
Food boys. And (not doing )fanservice. *mental conflict* mukbang usually limit view to the upper body. I could try to really push the angles and planes.
Like following the planes of Ouen’s (strawberry crepe guy) elbow, forearm as his fingers curl a lock of hair behind his ear. The view is of someone walking around him and past. Like a waiter. Could be Gwen.
Remembering I saw this all in a dream.
There’s always a scene where there’s a stray, crumb or morsel just waiting for an errant finger to brush away.
Smirking mouth, shivering eyes.
Jealous, me? Lucky ricegrain.
Ah! If life were an anime! 😍
Greed is a kind of Appreciation.
Word is Binge(r).
★Neru on ko-fi ! ★