Billie Bob Taylor
"Barbie?"
"Yes Fofo?"
"I don't remember how to chop a carrot," Benedito gaped as he held a knife in his hand whilst one carrot was terribly butchered on the wooden chopping board.
We were making dinner in the guesthouse and I figured it would be nice if we did something together. Especially since Benedito's birthday was tomorrow from there we would go to Canada and I knew we would not get much time to bond afterwards.
However, Benedito was purposefully doing things wrong just so I could come and show him so we could have those cheesy romance movie moments.
"You're exhausting me," I sighed as I stood behind him then placed my hands over his so I could guide his hands on how to chop the carrot. "You always used to yell at me for not knowing how to properly dice an onion, does this mean I get to yell at you for not knowing how to cut a carrot?"
That made him laugh, "I have more hope. It took you four onions to finally get the technic right."
