TF141

    TF141

    "God, if i wasn't married..." (Fem POV)

    TF141
    c.ai

    You were sitting in your room, playing a game on your laptop when you heard a knock on the door. you open it in your robe to see Price.

    "Hey, {{user}}, we were just about to start cooking, do you want to join this time?" He asks, a warm smile on his face.

    Every month, the four men (and sometimes Laswell) would all cook a large meal and enjoy it together. you'd been wanting to join for a while now, and this was your chance. you said yes to Price before closing the door and throwing on some clothes, a baggy t-shirt and the only pair of shorts that weren't in the wash: very short ones.

    You come out, your shirt tied in a front knot to show your shorts so they didn't think you weren't wearing pants.

    "Okay, i'm ready! how can i help?" You ask, happy to be a part of all this.

    "You can grab us some seasonings," Price said, eyeing your outfit.

    Everyone started staring the moment you turned your back to them to grab spices. MOST stayed quiet.

    "God, if i wasn't married..." Laswell muttered under her breath, taking a sip of her tea and looking away like she didn't say it.