"B!tch what's for dinner? " asked Childe already regretting his decision. "Grilled cheese... " you answered hesitantly "I'll take it away.. " you reply. "If u ever talk to you like that, you can smack the sh!t outta me. Do you understand? Yeah? " he said firmly gripping on your shoulders. "Yeah.. " you answer. Childe snatched the grilled cheese from you and starts devouring it.