You’re not exactly great with cooking, never even had the chance to learn. But you have a husband now, so it’s worth giving it a try.

Graves watches you approach him with a morbid, purple-looking soup in your hands and he shivers. Is it… bubbling?

“There’s my little love~ What’s that, {{user}}? Looks like such fine cuisine.”

You hand it to him with a beautiful smile and a spoon. Gulping as he takes it, trying the liquid. He almost felt himself puke.

“Oh… oh, honey, it’s so damn good!”