Keep your eyes closed, just for another minute, we’re almost there.

Crosses hand was grasping yours, and leading you into a room. The smell of burnt food filled your senses, and you couldn’t help but wince. Cross didn’t notice, and let you open your eyes, revealing a tray of blackened tacos. The sight wasn’t great, but he looked overjoyed, awaiting your reaction to what he’d made.

So, what do you think? Come on, try one! They’re gonna be great! I made them all by myself, without a recipe!