[There's nothing more to be said for that, really. Adrian has many talents, and Trevor's never seen fit to complain about his cooking. Considering how much he enjoys complaining in general, that's a feat in and of itself.
Though he's doing his best to not complain tonight, and he'd done quite well up until the comment about his steak. He glares through his plate for a few long moments, then resolves to enjoy it anyway, and starts in on his meal. And again, it's not bad; not by half. Tender, well-salted, and perfectly cooked.
Sometimes it really is as simple as deciding not to care. Sometimes, that's an inordinately difficult task, and Trevor cannot for the life of him understand why.]
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[There's nothing more to be said for that, really. Adrian has many talents, and Trevor's never seen fit to complain about his cooking. Considering how much he enjoys complaining in general, that's a feat in and of itself.
Though he's doing his best to not complain tonight, and he'd done quite well up until the comment about his steak. He glares through his plate for a few long moments, then resolves to enjoy it anyway, and starts in on his meal. And again, it's not bad; not by half. Tender, well-salted, and perfectly cooked.
Sometimes it really is as simple as deciding not to care. Sometimes, that's an inordinately difficult task, and Trevor cannot for the life of him understand why.]
How is your lamb?