[ If they weren't so close by now, he might actually have been taken aback by how much food Caroline can put away as fast as she can and he isn't surprised, given that, that she makes a beeline for the food. He can't help the laugh that escapes him when she turns around with sauce all over her face as he shuts the door behind her and moves further into his own place. ]
It must be.
[ He joins her then, helping himself to a plate and piling a few slices of pizza, some breadsticks, and a few wings. He's more than happy to join her in the reckless abandonment of inhibition to stuff his face. He's hungry, too, but he's always hungry.
When he speaks again, his mouth is full and that's probably bad but it's just Caroline. She won't care. ]
...yeah this is really fucking good, you're right.
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It must be.
[ He joins her then, helping himself to a plate and piling a few slices of pizza, some breadsticks, and a few wings. He's more than happy to join her in the reckless abandonment of inhibition to stuff his face. He's hungry, too, but he's always hungry.
When he speaks again, his mouth is full and that's probably bad but it's just Caroline. She won't care. ]
...yeah this is really fucking good, you're right.