cookinglikeamotherfucker

With a lopsided smile, Eridan nodded. "Wouldn't a thought a it myself, but yeah, we could go there. Even has a TV a its own an' all the amenities. But it won't be for another couple hours, anyway." He took another large spoonful of soup, savoring the warmth and flavor of it. The fish was of a kind that he'd gotten used to eating cooked, and didn't bother his stomach so much to begin with. Once he finished with the soup, he set the bowl aside and reached over to grab his book bag, handing over the packet of tissues to Gamzee. "We can get this shit outta the way later," he said of the homework they had gone to get before leaving school.