by Emilie » Mon Feb 29, 2016 1:45 am
For her part, Emilie was watching the entrance to the shop they'd come in, her back to whatever it was Toshiro was rigging together. She'd thought about having a smoke break, but had forgotten she'd emptied everything out of her bags to bring Tosh his food.
She held out his sandwiches with her back turned to him. Two slightly mashed six inchers, probably cut in half.
"Roast beef, melted swiss, horseradish sauce.
Like wasabi 'cept not green. No vegetables." She stated, remembering the last time she fed him him mentioning his feral issues.