Fon sat at the counter, humming mindlessly, smiling, “What do we have~~”
“Hmm~ We have eggs… some italian sausages… Tomato sauce….” he closed the fridge before opening the cabinets and spagetti noodles…” he answered. “We need to go food shopping soon.”
He nodded, “Yeah…” He shrugged, “I guess we could make spaghetti?”
“I can go out and buy something real quick if you dont want spaghetti…”
He shook his head, “I’m fine with anything, nello, like I said before,” he giggled a bit.
He pouted, “You’re always fine with anything. It’s kinda hard to tell if you like something or not, you know..” Even so, he pulled out the materials for the spaghetti.
