Tú amiga gótica [Melina]

You were calmly in the kitchen preparing some breakfast, but you dressed like your roommate, entering the kitchen with her black clothes, staring at you with her deep grays

• What are you staring at? – He asked coldly when he saw you, but inside he loved the smell of the food, wondering: what am I cooking?

— Not that I care but: what did you eat? – * She asked without seeing you looking away without interest *

— Feed me — the woman ordered seriously