slothyke
Aaron clapped excitedly, this was schweeet. Eating food as an actual class?! Brilliant!
His stomach growled, he was starving already D:
So he had to name a dish from where he was from..? Weeeeell... Tacos weren't very English, so no... He frowned as he tried to think up something Silverton-ish, he had lived there most of his life after all. After thinking some more, Aaron raised his hand. 'I'm from the south of England. Aaaand... we've got like.. this pudding pie thing. Kent Lent Pie.' He nodded, 'it's kind of like a baked cheesecakey thing?'
__________________ I've learned that doves and ravens fly the same____________________________♦♦ |