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Post by Zacharias Spartan on Sept 2, 2013 14:51:28 GMT -5
Zacharias nodded, still trying to process that. The past almost decade, the streets had been his home. Stealing and living off too little had become a life style, a habit. He wasn't used to asking permission, talkig to people, having so much....food... He blinked as the steaks were set down, swallowing as he felt his mouth water. Warm food, it smelled absolutely amazing. Zacharias almost missed Xavier mentionig something to drink and he bit his lip. "You have milk?" He hadn't had milk in so long. He took the knife and cut ito the meat slowly, taking a tiny bite. He knew better than to stuff his face, make himself sick because his body wasn't used to a proper serving of food. The flavor thatflooded his mouth was amazing, precious.
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Post by Xavier Smith on Sept 10, 2013 20:02:59 GMT -5
I smile as he looks at the steak and know that he hadn't had this in forever. His words catch me and I'm soon standing so that I can get a him the milk. I take out the jug and pour a healthy amount into the glass and bring it to Zach, putting the jug between us in case he wanted more. I stab a few pieces with my fork before getting up again and rummaging through the cabinets for something though I didn't know what. My head falls when I don't find it and I'm soon walking back to the living room and eating.
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Post by Zacharias Spartan on Sept 11, 2013 1:47:27 GMT -5
Zacharias thanked him almost too softly to hear, taking a large gulp and smiling to himself. He watched Xavier head back towards the kitchen, and put another mouthful of steak in his mouth, chewing. "I know.. I miss this.." He murmured to himself before the male came back. It was almost a conversation towards his conscious, the way he talked. Perhaps it was the strike over the head that blurred most of his childhood that had done it. Or maybe growing up on the streets from age nine. Because it wasn't like he terribly slow or anything. Just..different. Broken and not working quite right like he once had.
He took another swallow of milk, reminding himself not to eat so fast. He wanted to savir it and definitely didn't want to get sick.
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