It was nice to hear Akira speaking of the food, although Josh noticed how he stopped suddenly, realizing just how quiet it at been while he was. Just to make him feel a little reassured, Josh smiled and ate a little of the pasta.
“I agree. We make a good team with cooking then.” He whispered to Akira with a light smile.
Sangre finished his meal first, getting himself some chocolate milk and drinking it casually. “Akira, do you like fireworks?” He wondered.
Josh looked at the chef and almost glared. “It’s too loud, most likely it would scare him.”
“I know, that’s why I thought of him being inside while it was going on. New Years we have it so I was just asking.” Sangre explained, not sounding upset whatsoever since he knew why Josh was so against the idea. “Fireworks, just in case you don’t know, are almost like little rockets that you light, they go into the air, and explode all different colours. It’s loud though, so I’d suggest you not be near them, maybe you can see from afar.” Sangre tried to explain.
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