C108 Golden

Suddenly, Harry spits on his food, making a mess on the table. I duck, dodging the chewed food he burst. While Steve, on the other hand, was too stunned to even move from his spot, he didn't avert his face, and the food landed on his features. Steve threw tantrums, slamming his hands on the table before running out of the kitchen, heading straight to the sink to clean his face