[while Peter busies himself gathering supplies, Blaine puts on an apron and gloves to do the same. No reason why he should make himself more appealing by getting blood and guts all over him.
The meat that's already displayed for customers he leaves alone. It's the stuff in the walk-in freezer and the stuff thawing out ready to be cut apart that he takes. He will be there waiting with a cleaver in hand. Blaine would've felt better with a butterfly knife or, even better, a gun. But at least he can look intimidating.
He has a smile playing on his lips, staring down at the creatures. He's probably enjoying himself a lot more than he should]
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The meat that's already displayed for customers he leaves alone. It's the stuff in the walk-in freezer and the stuff thawing out ready to be cut apart that he takes. He will be there waiting with a cleaver in hand. Blaine would've felt better with a butterfly knife or, even better, a gun. But at least he can look intimidating.
He has a smile playing on his lips, staring down at the creatures. He's probably enjoying himself a lot more than he should]
Who's hungry?