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>TQ
Nanu isn't like other girls, this is one fine trad house husband.
He works his grill the same way he works his rizz- to the max, deliciously, effortlessly.
He makes a good Hawaiian burger, and yes it has fresh pineapple on it from the back woods because shutup thats how pineapples work.
Nanu has a nice deck, overlooking the ocean and of course he wants to eat out there, so he lights some torches, turns on the lights, it's atmospheric AF.
You can smell the grill as you roll up, the sweet of the pineapple and the heat of some sauces he combined himself.
He lets you in, his fluffy flipflops still on. The sun is setting with a perfect view of the horizon, glow bugs start coming out and you sit down, taking a bite of the juiciest burger you've ever had. Every texture is spot on, the cheese is melty, the pineapple is sweet and balances the spicy sauces, and the buns are toasted to perfection.
He knows it's good too, but he doesn't say anything, just hums lightly in approval of your constant praise.
