A-701
"Grrrrrr..." Rage boiled in him like a pressure cooker cooks a short-rib. And by that point, the meat had turned charred black, that meat being his soul.
I mean, she was being really cute, it was hard to say no! And he liked cake! And she was being nice and all! But his heart would not be swayed, she could not tempt him with such sweet promises of warm thighs and delicious cake. Now, everyone was looking at them both, looking at him, and they were giggling.
Oooh, they are so cute. What a cute girlfriend! Ohhh, he is sooo lucky! Like he was some kind of loser blessed to having such a cute adorable girl sitting on his lap. They weren't praising him for being cute and handsome and amazingly adorable, her, while he was the schmuck being pulled around. They were pitying him. At least, it felt like pity!
His heart would waver, his soul would not falter! Kill them all, kill these useless annoying feelings and become a spider as terrible as the seven hells that trap the foolish Kandata.
"Grahhhhhh!! I don't even like strawberry!!!" He roared in defiance like a small child throwing a tantrum. "I wanted chocolate in the first place. Cho-co-late!" He struggled and protested and waved his arms in frustration, although it's not like she was pinning him down so it should be super easy to escape. Damn these legs, trapping his heart with sinful and wicked desires.
While throwing his little tantrum, he left himself wide open for the spoonful of cake. It'd probably shut him up for a little.