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He follows his friend back into the bedroom, flopping onto the couch and immediately reaching forward for one of the beignets. He hasn't had anything to eat today except red wine, which doesn't really count. Before, in the hours leading up to him texting Taako, every time he'd considered getting food, it had turned his stomach. But now, he is calm enough to actually feel that hunger, and he devours the pastry in no time at all, before picking up another one. He's trying not to make a mess with the powdered sugar, but he's a bit drunk and it's a losing battle. ]
Taako. Taako. This is honestly the greatest thing I've ever eaten, ever. How is it even possible a person made these?
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First of all, we both know that's a lie cause I've cooked other shit for you that's been fucking leagues better, you're just drunk. Secondly, thank you.
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[ At least, that is almost definitely what Cisco said, though he had a good portion of another beignet in his mouth at the time, so it's possible a few of the words were slightly different. He usually manages much better table manners than this, but... wine, and hunger. ]
How do you even make these anyway?
[ Because he has found out over the course of their friendship that, if he's in the right mood, Taako loves not only baking things for people, but talking about the way that he made them, all the little steps and intricate care put in. Probably a holdover from his Sizzle It Up days. Whatever the reason, he can make a recipe into a hell of a story, and Cisco is curious what kinds of work go into a beignet.
Stuff might be messed up, horribly, but there are still sweets in the world. Still things to learn. And still friends to make him feel a little less awful. ]