coax me + wt, food

malphas honestly thought weekly tasks were stupid. sure, it gave the idiots something to do, but most of them were stupid, like making leroy cook a chicken pot pie or something... was that supposed to be a pie? he padded over, wrinkling his nose in disgust. he arrived just in time to witness stocking's reaction to the sad excuse of food, and he felt a grin spreading across his face. she was perfect, he thought, and he felt his face heat up. "that's my girl," he joked, knowing she wasn't really his but maybe one day, he'd get the guts to ask her if she wanted to.

"i'm not going to have some because i fear for my stomach." he said, still grinning. "anyways. if anybody gets food poisoning and comes to me vomiting and shitting, i'm blaming you, leroy."