"No...I just don't know what to talk about..."
Sam: oh- uhm . . are you hungry?
"Uh-"
His stomach growls loudly and he blushes
ello))
Sam: pfft- ill take as a yes. -he went over to the fridge- . . i dont have much- but i guess i could make spaghetti . . ?
"What is that...?"
Sam: noodles and tomato sauce-
"Nu-dals..?"
He's so confused rn
Sam: uh . . i dont really know how to explain those-
"That is alright!"
-i- uhm . . poof spaghett is done!-
