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He finished chewing before licking his fingers and turning to her with a grin. “To ensure everything is perfect?” He shrugged before sprinkling the gravy and mashed potatoes with the concoction. “I was always told perfection was an impossible feat but, alas, I suppose it’s much more simpler to fake perfection in inanimate objects.”
He probably should have been more worried that he’d been caught but Adonis had a terrible knack for, well, never caring. He did as he pleased, and it was certainly the same reason his plans kept being rearranged.
“Wh-who are you anyway? Why aren’t you in lesson?”
Adonis sealed the bottle back up and placed it into his pocket before facing her again. While eyeing the pastry in her hand, he smiled as he bent over and examined the mashed potatoes closely. “My dating coach told me that mystery gives me a sort of edgy quality. So either I reveal my identity, or protect my reputation.” He shrugged. “Then again, she also told me stalking was an excellent form of seduction.”
Adonis gave a sudden clap of his hands and walked over to her, resting his hand on the table and leaning against it. “I’m sure you’re familiar with the story of Hansel and Gretel, yes? A lonely witch and a delectable assortment of edible children?”