forum I Want to Play My Pair of Twins! (Closed)

Started October 23, 2018 by Deleted user

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As Xara finished setting up the table, she called to Met, "there's food, if you want some."

“Oh, great.” Met shutnhis book after marking it and stood, walking to the table. “Thanksssss, oh dear hostess.”

"Whatever, you're welcome, I guess," Xara replied, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

Met sat down at the table, sighing softly. “So… what’s first?”

"I don't really care, eat whatever you want." Xara said, inwardly facepalming. She tried not to run as she went to the restroom to wash her hands.

Met rolled his eyes at her and started spooning a small amount of mashed potato on his plate. Weird. She’s weird.

Xara regained her composure as she walked back into the kitchen. She took some mashed potatoes and just stared at them.

Met glanced up as he grabbed a bit of chicken and stuck it into his mouth. Is she okay? Did she go do cocaine while she was in there?

"I'm fine," Xara suddenly said, then, realizing Met hadn't said anything, turned bright red and put her head on the table. This was going worse than before.

Aaaaaaaaahhhhh caught cha. He grinned manically and went back to his food. That is what he would call entertainment.

She poked at her mashed potatoes, checking her phone for any news from Suri. Still nothing. How long do movies take?

Met finished with his plate and nibbled on a few more spoonfuls of potato before finishing. He never really ate that much.

Eventually, Xara realized she wasn't going to be able to eat. She sighed and left the table after muttering, "excuse me."

Met grunted his response, grabbing another bit of chicken. It was really quite good.

Xara paced around the living room, unsure of what to do with herself.

Met heard her pacing with an annoyed expression, huffing over his mouthful. Why couldn’t he just eat in silence? Why did his twin feel the need to leave him with a babysitter?

Xara sat down in her chair and checked to make sure Met wasn't looking before making her book zoom over to her.

Met heard fingers slapping a cover of a book and jumped, looking over. What the hell was that?

Xara quickly opened her book and pretended to read, while hoping Met hadn't seen anything. Dammit, I should've been more careful

Met rolled his eyes at her thoughts again and went back to He food. He slowly glanced up at the pie, licking his lips. When was the last time he had pie?

Xara tried to read her book, but the words just kept swimming around her head. Not this again. She needed to go for a walk, but she wasn't rude enough to leave her guest alone in her apartment.

Met stood and carefully scooted to the stove, ere the pie sat for him. He wanted it all. But why would he eat it all? He’d gain like, a million pounds from it.

Xara felt like she was going crazy. Screw politeness. "Met, I need to go for a walk, I'll be back in a bit." She called.

Met chewed on his lip as he slowly reached for the pie. “Oh, alright,” He called back idly, grabbing up his fork and sitting again.

Xara grabbed her keys and ran downstairs, not stopping until she had gotten outside, when she leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, breathing in the fresh air