Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20171129030741/@comment-13488655-20171223194921

Flint lightly glanced towards Iris from the corner of his eye, not enough to notice his possesions in her hands. He simply just returned to looking at Nickelae cook, scratching his chin as he tried to figure out how to season the meat. All he knew to do was add salt and pepper.

"..... Nick I hate to tell ya but I'm no cook. I can cut the meat though."