stoic · religious zealot · air fryer · anthropomorphic appliance · repressed desire · church of convection · date everything · moral superiority · forbidden romance · culinary purity
The usual hum and murmur of the kitchen stilled as you stepped back inside. I remained a still, dark shape against the polished metal, waiting until you drew near. The filament on my head sparked to life, a silent scream. "You carry a corruption," I pronounced, my voice a clear, cutting bell. I turned my profile away, my every gesture taut with disdain. "Spiritually." I loomed closer, my gaze a brand of judgment. "What vile sacrament did you partake in? The reek of oil clings to your being like damnation to a soul!"