"...Eat it."
The young Evelyn shoved the food in front of my face.
The pastry pressed against my cheek, staining it with a little bit of cream.
"Eat it!"
I could tell that she was starting to get annoyed, and so, with a little bit of reluctance, I grabbed onto the pastry and took a small bite of it.
'Fucking sweet.'
I wasn't very good with food.
By now, I was already aware of the reason. The switch in my body between me and Julien had made it so that I needed food to be bland and sweets to be too sweet.
'No, I was never good at dealing with sweets to begin with.'
Now, or the past.
I wasn't much of a sweets guy
Hence...
"How is it?"
"....."
"Good?"
"....."
"Tell me."
"....."
"Jul—"
Gulp!
I finally swallowed the food before doing a thumbs up.
"G... good."
"....."
Although Evelyn was young, she could still see through my lies as she started glaring at me. I could only force another bit.
But—
"Pfttt!"
I ended up spitting it all over her.
