Send “✆” for a MORNING text. Send “✉” for a text that WASN’T SENT. Send “☎” for a RUSHED text. Send “⁇” for a DRUNK text. Send “✿” for a SUGGESTIVE text. Send “ø” for a LATE NIGHT text. Send “✘” for a HATEFUL text. Send “#” for a RANDOM text. Send “@” for a SCARED text. Send “&” for a LOVING text. Send “%” for a CURIOUS text. Send “ツ” for an EXCITED text. Send “$” for an ACCIDENTAL text. Send “♀” for a HEARTBREAKING text.
“I’ve been doing way too much cooking. So I thought that I might bring some by for my only grandchildren. Even if most of them don’t like me.” Carmen gave the twins a smirk. Maybe food really was the only way to get on their good side.
“I made tortas de Aceite, leche frita, and torrijas. I also made some flan for everybody to share.” She recalled the looks of the airport workers when she had gotten off the plane from Madrid.
resolduende
Now it was Carmen’s turn to rethink the short conversation. She too had misheard the comment and thought of it as an insult. But it was too late. The Spaniard was too deep in the situation to get out of it, and that’s final.
Carmen set the bag up on a counter and started to pull out little tins, a note attached to each of them. “Just a little something for each of you. What better way to try and get on your family’s good side than by little treats?” She gave the twins a smile before handing each of them a tin. “Don’t eat them all at once. Or do. It’s your choice.”
The boys had been eyeing the tins that she started to pull out of her bag, but didn’t expect to be personally handed one. Wow!! They didn’t even have time to check what was written on the notes, they had to see what was inside there! Curious little things they were, doing their predecessor proud. Plus, there was still quite a bit of child in them left, no matter how ‘old’ they physically might be.
“Ohhh, holy shit! It’s food?” Daan asked while he opened the lid to see for himself.
Now it was Carmen’s turn to rethink the short conversation. She too had misheard the comment and thought of it as an insult. But it was too late. The Spaniard was too deep in the situation to get out of it, and that’s final.
Carmen set the bag up on a counter and started to pull out little tins, a note attached to each of them. “Just a little something for each of you. What better way to try and get on your family’s good side than by little treats?” She gave the twins a smile before handing each of them a tin. “Don’t eat them all at once. Or do. It’s your choice.”
Daan stared at the Spanish lady with wide eyes and a jaw that would not stop dropped, until he finally was able to say something. “Isn’t that where whores stay?” That earned him a punch in his shoulder from his twin.
“You dumbass, that’s a brothel, not a hostel! Haha, are you gonna annoy the shit out of Pap?”
@resolduende
“Ah. But which type of vampire are you talking about? There are many of them.”
“So. Why did we stop believing in vampires?”
“Because they’re not real.”
[ it’s been a while, everyone!! I’m only partially dead, but here! I’m slowly getting dragged back info the fandom here, and hopefully soon, I can get back to my place here. <3 ]
Remember when we were actually nice to each other?
@portugals-blog
Congrats, hermano. 39 whole points? So proud of you
@ask-thenetherlands
French: mathématiques
German: Mathematik
Italian: matematica
Norwegian: matematikk
English: mathematics
Spanish: matemáticas
Swedish: matematik
Portuguese: matemática
Polish: matematyka
Romanian: matematică
Czech: matematika
Greek: μαθηματικά
Turkish: matematik
Dutch: …
Others: hoe don’t do it
Dutch: wiskunde
I’ll wait.
[ I’m not dead! I miss everyone 🥺 I’m coming back! ]