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“Vox?”
“Yes?”
“I want cornbread.”
“Oh. Okay. From anywhere in particular? I think the bakery on—”
“No! I want you to make it!”
“What? Me? I’ve never made cornbread!”
“That’s a lie! I bet it’s something you made when you were alive!”
“I had a wife to make things for me when I was alive.”
“I doubt that too. No one would tolerate you for that long, mi luz. But you will make something for me now.”
“First of all, fuck you. Second of all, I still don’t know how to make cornbread.”
“Then use the internet! What’s it for if not for porn and recipes?”
“Fine, fine. I’ll make you some fucking cornbread.”
“Oooh! Fucking cornbread! Delicious~”
“Not what I meant. You ridiculous brat.”