overcooked
by:
gamblerscasino 
50
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15.03.2025
45 comments
gamblerscasino[OP]
15.03.2025 07:35
LinkI put the fish out after this. Still smell smoke though.
gamblerscasino[OP]
15.03.2025 07:36
Link> lets not talk about what led up to this ANYWAY ive been lightheaded all day but im still drawing!
I would suggest tips for this, however, I believe I am.. lacking skill in cooking as well..
I think I prefer having step by step instructions. You ever bake?
I've given you my home baked cupcakes before have I not? They were.. a bit shoddy. Ah.. wait.. Chance I think your fedora may be on fire.
..Is that why my head feels so warm?
* He takes a moment to slowly reach a hand up near the flame, just.. pausing as he blinks a few times.
Ah.
Ack!-
* He flinches at the first contact, though holds still for him to fully put it out before pulling his fedora off quickly to look at it, brushing at the charred mark
Well I WAS going to put it out! ..After a second.
It's cold! Maybe the heat was nice.. I'm sure it would've been fine!
* He got as much of the scorched remnants off of his hat before settling it back on his head, folding his arms across his chest.
…What, you like the hat? I could totally get another one!.. with the funds I don’t have.
* He reached up to tap on his hat teasingly, smirking as he pulled away to speak
Cmon, wouldn’t it be fun to just switch for even a moment?..
Woohoo!
* He reached up, quickly snatching and switching their fedoras messily, taking a moment in between to place a small peck against Mafioso’s cheek before making the other’s fedora snug on his own head.
..Comfy!
Feels like yours scrunches my ears down a bit more..
* He pauses for a second, thinking about.. something.
..would you chase me if I ran off with it?
* He grins, before turning and attempting to bolt in a random direction.
* He blows a raspberry in his direction, laughing mischievously as he quite literally ran for his life.
Can’t catch me alive! Cmon, you can spare your fedora for a little while!-
* He shrieks as he topples over, laughing as he clings onto the hat, pulling it tighter over his head.
Just for a little longer!-
* He pulled the hat off only to outstretch the hand holding it as far away from them as possible, still laughing
Can’t I wear yours while you wear mine? Pretty please?…
* He grins, reeling his arm back to secure the hat on his head once more as he practically bounced back onto his feet, patting himself down.
Glad to have come to an agreement, dear!
