You were sitting down with Fatgum after a long days work. He insisted that you eat with him. “Cmon now! Everyone deserves a good meal, gotta be a good eater to be a good fighter, right? Don’t hold back!” He said, eating his own meat skewer, his voice encouraging and loud in the best way, happy to be sharing food with someone since Tamaki would never really take his offer to often outside of work, being to timid.