Moocher
Riza had a dinner date with her best friend Rebecca at seven. But around six, she finally gave into hunger and grabbed a few saltine crackers out of the pantry to snack on.
She had had a stressful day, mainly influenced by the large amount of paperwork they had had due to the problems Fullmetal ended up causing in West City, so Rebecca had suggested they go to a restaurant and spend some time together, since they hadn't seen each other in a long time and neither of them was up for cooking dinner.
She sat down on the leather loveseat she had in her living room to eat her snack, when Black Hyate also climbed up on the love seat and stuck is face right up in hers. His eyes widen and his pupils dilate. The dog looked as if he hadn't eaten in months, he looked so incredibly pathetic.
Riza chose to ignore him and continued eating, pretending he wasn't there. Then the dog scooted a little closer to her, his nose practically touching hers. At least he didn't just take the crackers, she had taught him that much.
"Just one, I'm not going to give you any more." Riza said before feeding him her last cracker. He practically inhaled the cracker, leaving Riza to wonder if he even bothered to chew it.
He looked up at her, begging eyes still present, and she held up both her hands to show she didn't have anything else in her hands. When he saw she didn't have anything in her hands, he got down and walked away, no longer interested in her since she didn't have food.
Riza shook her head. "You're such a moocher."