"Losing? Me?" Treasure the thought. He now has chocolate on his chest and in honesty it is a little uncomfortable with the way it makes his shirt stick to his skin, but that does not matter right now as there are more important things to focus on.
Emet-Selch may look annoyed for a moment but it quickly transforms into a smirk as he too shifts to his knees, throwing his weight against his friend as a distraction as he scoops up some chocolate before smudging it over both of his cheeks.
"Going to give in yet?" he quickly shuffles back to his original position, but not before swiftly grabbing the bowl and bringing it along, where it is currently being held behind him. Nobody said he had to play fair.
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Date: 2022-02-20 08:10 am (UTC)From:Emet-Selch may look annoyed for a moment but it quickly transforms into a smirk as he too shifts to his knees, throwing his weight against his friend as a distraction as he scoops up some chocolate before smudging it over both of his cheeks.
"Going to give in yet?" he quickly shuffles back to his original position, but not before swiftly grabbing the bowl and bringing it along, where it is currently being held behind him. Nobody said he had to play fair.