Jordan couldn't explain the happiness he felt at that moment when he saw his moon cake smiling at him. But dread fucking consumed him when he saw the cupcake she made for him.
'Holy shit!'
"W-what's that?" he still stuttered.
'Fuck!'
Those were cupcakes, and he was sure as hell that those were poisonous! Maybe that cupcake is possessed by the devil. He must have failed in the bathroom.
Lena smiled sweetly. "That's a cupcake I made for you." Her face is excited. "Eat it, it's delicious."
'Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!'
He couldn't fucking hurt his moon cake's feelings. It will definitely hurt, and he doesn't want to hurt her. He fucking wanted her to be happy, not fucking gloomy.
"Moon cake, can it be later, please?"
Her face fell. "Do not you like?" Her voice was very sad. "I was still thinking about you when I made this."