“Please tell me the shrimp toast is on the menu,” Kaori pleaded. “I’ve tried a few times and it was good, but not as good as yours.” “Cap, bae, your shit be better,” Smoke’s soft behind lied. He had already told me Kaori’s was good, but not better than mine.
😂😂😂 this us how i feel when i order west indian food! it’s good but it will never compare to my mother’s cooking
