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[color=7B5535][b]Time: [/b][/color][i]Morning[/i]
[color=7B5535][b]Location: [/b][/color] Sorrel's Place
[color=7B5535][b]Interaction:[/b][/color][@Tae] - Sorrel, [@Milkman] - Finn
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[color=7B5535][b]Jams:[/b][/color] [/center][hr]

The absurdity of the situation of the situation did well to divert his mind and attention away from last night. He would rather pretend it didn't happen at all. Nothing else happened except a wonderful date that went exactly as planned with the lovely Sorrel. And Finn? Well it wouldn't be the wildest night he had ever had before. Keep talking. Do not let the mind rest [color=7B5535]"Grazie! Volfango aims to please!"[/color] He said out loud with a grin at Finn's remark. Volfango was rather proud of his modest culinary skills as he often had to make his younger siblings dinner because their parents were often busy. The other guest was very easy on the eyes, however he was a guest of Sorrel's and it would be rather impolite to flirt under her roof.

His eyes watched Sorrel as she moved further into the apartment, working the cooking station with dexterous precision. As her cheeks turned red, Volfango couldn't help but smile knowing that the other two heads were spinning. He perked up as he heard the hastily spoken word [color=7B5535]"Do not stress, beautiful Sorrel! It is natural to wish to see Volfango in all his glory!"[/color] He boasted from the kitchen as he began finishing up [color=7B5535]"Volfango, however, will wear such a considerate gift with pride."[/color] He took brief glances at the two as he cooked, not wanting to serve anything less than his best!

He nodded firmly, twirling a butter knife in his hand [color=7B5535]"Then Volfango shall make them fit for a queen!"[/color] It was impossible for Volfango to imagine himself as that huge creature last night, full of rage and power. The power. It was almost intoxicating  and he could feel its remnants in his fingertips as he made the last parts of the breakfast. Everything Volfango knew about the world was slowly collapsing around him, was it his fate to be some uncontrollable beast? How did he know for sure that he wouldn't turn on friends and family? The encroaching thought that slipped through his web of distractions caused him to nearly miss Sorrel's question [color=7B5535]"Voflango would love to down a glass of milk."[/color] He answered back as he finished at last with his magnificent breakfast.

[color=7B5535]"It is Voflango's delight to present the gorgerous Sorrel and the handsome Finn with a breakfast guaranteed to blow the mind. Volfango made sure to give Finn [i]extra sausage and ham[/i]."[/color] He gestured to the finished dishes with flair, no hint of doubt in his voice.