[Poggio]

“Um...” He said having a brain spasm. He pushed his glasses back on his face. Normally he and his roommate worked on a silent agreement and passive aggressive sticky notes. “Well Food.” He said honestly. “ I had a taste for meatloaf, and strawberries, you are welcome to them if you like.” He realized he couldn't lie, especially when there was no use. “I bought you another apple since I ate yours last night.” He started putting things away, resisting the urge to run and hide in his room. Robin felt he was being socially awkward.

He didn't wait to hear his roommates reply. He started making the meatloaf. If Jerial wanted it, then Robin would leave it on the stove for him.