“Stupid?” Josh said right away in a unhappy tone of voice. “No, you aren’t. And yelling isn’t the right thing to do when you make a mistake. I might yell at others but not you.” Josh stopped once more when Akira then went on with saying that about his eyes. With a pleasant smile, Josh nodded and mouthed the words ‘very nice’.
Placing the food down for both of them, the chef would usually leave at this point, but there was a lot of ruckus yesterday about what had happened, so he had to wonder about it.
Looking at Josh, the red haired chef took a moment before moving his aqua colored eyes over to Akira. “Are you okay?”
Josh didn’t speak for a moment, instead taking the food and placing it closer to Akira. He then looked at Sangre and spoke up. “If I’m ever gone from this room for more than a few hours, I order you to check on Akira between intervals of at least thirty minutes until I return. Do I make myself clear?” Josh asked seriously.
Without a second of deliberation, Sangre nodded his head and bowed slightly. “Yes Master.”
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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