[The Cheerios are dry and so stale that they're hard as rock, but Al still holds them in his hand as if they were precious gems.
It's only a moment before he has them tipped into his mouth, and-- god. Oh God. The texture of them, the flavour, the way they make his mouth suddenly flood with saliva... all of it is magnificent and overwhelming and awe-inspiring.]
Wow.
[He can't help the breathy exhale, too enamoured to even consider hiding how amazing this is for him.]
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It's only a moment before he has them tipped into his mouth, and-- god. Oh God. The texture of them, the flavour, the way they make his mouth suddenly flood with saliva... all of it is magnificent and overwhelming and awe-inspiring.]
Wow.
[He can't help the breathy exhale, too enamoured to even consider hiding how amazing this is for him.]