Yeah, and instead I said something about you ignoring your birthday present. Deal with it.
[Once Naruto has started in, though, Sasuke toes off his shoes and slides further back on Naruto's bed, to sit cross-legged himself more towards the middle of the width. He still has no fucking idea what he's doing, but he's giving it a shot, right?]
Good. If you didn't like it I'd say there's something wrong with you.
[It's much better than the bowls he remembers having at Ichiraku, in Sasuke's opinion. Then again, that might be because it's one of his mother's recipes.]
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[Once Naruto has started in, though, Sasuke toes off his shoes and slides further back on Naruto's bed, to sit cross-legged himself more towards the middle of the width. He still has no fucking idea what he's doing, but he's giving it a shot, right?]
Good. If you didn't like it I'd say there's something wrong with you.
[It's much better than the bowls he remembers having at Ichiraku, in Sasuke's opinion. Then again, that might be because it's one of his mother's recipes.]
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Of course I'm gonna like it, it's- [Trying to talk with noodles in your mouth is hard.] It's ramen.
...Good ramen. Where'd you get it from? [He will have to track this place down and get more.]