" but it does matter.
What do you mean? "
While Grumps struggles socially, Tsathoggua is a deity above communication and flirting.
If he wants some divine /cake/ Grumps just needs to ask.
" Ah... Uh... Alright, we can walk. "
" /Social life/, ah?
So, the hound wants to get out of the dog house?
Maybe bring someone back?
You don't need to uh...
Lure me in with cake.
Although, this is nice. "
He let out an extra big yawn.
" I respond well to direct communication.
Tell me what you want or need and I'll
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see what I can do.
You know? "
He'd share the cake with him.
" . . .
I was already at your house. "
. . .
Well, he isn't incorrect
" Want me to walk you back? "
He asked as he would focus on the food.
If Grumps isn't going to make eye contact then they can focus on the cake in front of them.
" Wait... This isn't a cafe...? "
He pulled out his phone and opened it, showing the address.
" Welp... Unless cafe was a euphemism, then we're at the wrong place. "
and the texture.
He smiled.
Swallowing before speaking.
" Very good.
Tell me, why is it you invited me out.
What is your /goal/? "
Might as well come right out and ask.
" yeahhh, cuz that's where you wanted to go, right? So let's do it. "
He'd say with a few neutral blinks.
It's been a long time since the god had been treated to food like this.
He leaned down and sniffed it before using his fork to parce off a piece.
Lifting it to his mouth and taking a drawn out bite.
His lips closing around it and tasting it in its entirety.
Taking in the flavors
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